Regret – regret – a dreaded thought the solitude of soul desired by the darkest cloud a lonely place to grow The fence impaled slowly – a gradual affect barely noticed by the throng unlikely to reflect The light that glistened on the sea the sun – it stayed to watch the dance planned out … Continue reading Regret
Ajar – the window lets in wind monotonous the sound Welcomed by the latch that breaks with questions that abound I look outside and see the sea tumultuous of form The tide will rise to my surprise before the heavy storm I check the glass - it rattles so - like an empty bottle whistling … Continue reading Unknowing
And what’s to be said When dastardly Hell is done And the road once walked Has since been run From the sea to the valley Oh may it be clear That the hike to the mountaintop Will e’er shed one’s fear
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