Secrets – New Poetry by Lyle Bateman

by Lyle Bateman 2008


burn deep
with white hot guilt
and volcanic anger
charring craters
in our soul


When Childhood dies …

Its always disturbing to read of the death of someone that we have long admired, but its perhaps even more jarring to find out a person has been dead for some time and never having been aware of it. I’ve had an experience like that today, involving an author who figured very prominently in my young life.

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