a blog about nothing in particular.
I dreamt of Magdaline,
She dreamt of me
Sisters in sorrow
Sisters in life.
the daily battle of Armageddon arm and arm
skipping as children often do
the light of some god goes beside us
as they often do
Posted by msb at 1:48 AM
2 comments:
I dream but can't remember who was involved or what it was about........keep faith with the dogs they'll never let you down......warmest regards jb x
I am also intrigued by Mary Magdalene. I wonder how she felt to be the other Mary, the woman of ill-repute. Your poem is achingly sad and beautiful.
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