A Collection of
Poems From Death Row

By: Larry Rush (aka - Leroy Thomas)
AM 2728
175 Progress Drive
Waynesburg, PA 15370


THE WALLS OF JERICHO

Led through an ancient steel arch
each step reluctant
as the guard counted, "One!" between puffs
of his cheap stale cigar
I was inducted without being a soldier
I was instructed without being a student
I was insulted without being ashamed
And infuriated at my nameless - #AM-2728 - catalogue name
I felt an overwhelming need to smile
(as shackles are removed)
Freedom! To enjoy my confinement
No! Oh My God! A silence scream within
A man locked behind the walls of Jericho
And Joshus not due for another 7 years.

I AM - LARRY


CAPTURE

I'm tired still sleep passes me by
avoiding me like some torturous phantom
teasing me with the snores of others

I lay restless weary of the night strong wind
blowing against the modern fixer of slavery
but not quite hard enough
for still I am capture.

I AM - LARRY


DEVOTION

Devastation!

Ecliptical force of empowerment
magnifies the utilities
of human wisdom.

Eternal!

Linguistical tongues connect
the cryptic chains
with generational sequels
> of time.

Vivid!

Psychological reasoning
shadows what should be
perceived within
living existance.

Ovation!

Mountain peaks scrape the sky
reigning zenith
upon your soul.

Triumph!

The force of angelic bond
clapping thunder
upon our heads.

Immortal!

The domain of essential sound

Ovagodic!

The twisted seed
seeks the photons
passive soul.

Neutropics!

The gathering fruits
of supernature
gaining passage
towards the birth
of DEVOTION!

I AM - LARRY


HAPPINESS

Luminescent light mysteriously inhibits exhilaration
achieving spiritual ambulators nursed by luxuriant tears.
They race from the eyes
like soft morning dew drops
from the stem of a black rose
feeding life intimate crystals of jubilant pleasure.
Melodious wisdom embraces mornful minds
caressing thoughts with peace.
A soft smile touched with a drop of love
will open the womb of a lovely soul.
Seduce my heart with the grace of light
so I can kiss the wind.
Clouds carry me away to lustrous innocence.
Romance my vision
lubricate my fears with joy
I yearn for the iridescence of hope
while floating through a tranquil dream.
Though I reach
never do I taste the philosophy of my premonitions.
Shower me with yourlegend of intimacy
with the medallion of faith, patience and perserverance.
I pray
Calling upon you for help

OH HAPPINESS!
I AM - LARRY


What is Love?

What is love?
Love is hope
seeking self assurance
to overcome an obstacle.
It is a feeling of tranquility
the heart of life,
the joy of tears.
Above is the cloud that flies,
the wind that sighs,
the'earth that lies.
Love is the spear
that strikes all chains
to the pearly gates.
Love is the flower
that sprouts in the day
and sleeps through the night,
what a beautiful dream,
a perfect delight.
Love is faith,
the imperishable tool,
a gift from our God,
a most precious jewel.
Love is your blood
that scatters your seed,
building generations,
adhering to one's needs.
Love is a force
that replenishes self.
It mends our sorrows,
it gives us help.
Love is watching the sun rise
while being enclosed in a dark cave.
Love is drinking water from an empty cup.
Love is freezing ice with a flame.
Love is hearing the rocks grow,
seeing the voices of the animals,
feeling the oceans flow.
Love is the armor of the spirit,
the atom of bliss,
the essence of vision,
it shall always persist.
Comsumed,
comsumed within nature,
inbred in our souls.
For it is our bounty, for it is our goal.
So relish your wisdom, fly like a dove. For you are the answer to the question,
WHAT IS LOVE?


I AM - LARRY


THE WOMAN

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

Upon her face
are two glowing candles
luminating 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 point of life...

The Woman.

I AM - LARRY


STAY AWAY

Stay away!
Stay away
from dysfunctional vibe
that transforms into dysfunctional filth.
Stay away
from the false perception
of time traveling
through your veins.
Stay away
from the falsity of reality
that grants victory
illusively deceptive.
Stay away
from the coward
that buffs in the crowd
but won't rise.
Stay away
from the image
you create in the mirror.
Stay away
from lies
encrypted with subliminal vision.
Stay away
from food grown
from unblessed soil.
Stay away
from the depth
of your mind
where fear beckons
your imagination.
Stay away
from the sounds you love
to hear but can't see.
Stay away
from the powers of evil
that breathe from the walls
around you.
Stay away
from the call
of majestic delusions
that breed poisonous disease.
Stay away
from the one
who wants your soul
to be sold.
STAY AWAY!

I AM - LARRY

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Richard J. Anchile, 1975

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