As the winter draws
near.
Tombs of stone blow
in icy chill,
Wonder of the time
my earth stood still.
Caught from
founding of ‘neath the stars,
A memory of this
love be always ours.
Clouding with a
milk white desperation,
I’m left bereft in
a sea of pure damnation.
Bloodied, stark
against the driven snow,
A way was closed,
why do I go?
Shielding from the
storms of procrastination,
Just where my grief
won’t find cessation.
Lost for reasons known
not to wisdom,
Has been the
revenge so cold this kingdom.
Trodden ‘neath the
pale path of motion,
Sucked in and
drowned beneath the ocean.
S.O.S. would leave
me wanting silence,
With doubts of love
my endless violence.
Bleak this house
with candles burning,
A moment left
unsaid because of my yearning.
She could see my
eyes were bleeding,
Once a god, left
wanting and needing.
Fools would leave
the cup of notion,
Beat drums of pain
vexed by emotion.
Not for sanity I’d
leave my place,
Wander the
wilderness to heal smiling face.
Ignorance can be no
defence of leaving,
As in my soul pure
love is breathing.
Darkness hurries
before awakened sight,
Tests the metal of my
reasons to fight.
Seasons flooding a
star of David come,
As if by prophecy or
love’s redemption won.
I’m bound by fate to
suffer this fear,
Overwhelmed as the
winter, draws yet near.
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