Poetry From Prison: The Woman

This is our first post from Larry, an inmate on Death Row in Pennsylvania fighting for his exoneration. Watch for more of his work here on our blog.

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The Woman

Her mysterious strength within
carries an aura
of sea water
whispers not dreams.

Upon her face
are two glowing candies
illuminating a romantic vision
and her hands
harness a shower
of twinkling stars.

She smiles
like the crescent
and her thoughts travel
like the scent
of botanical gardens.

First a princess
then a queen
but always an angel.

Her beauty
is the nest
of our eggs.

The counter part
of life …

The Woman.

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