Hello, I hope you enjoyed yesterday's post. I have to be brief. Today resulted in this poem amongst others. I shall post again soon.
Edge of somber chilling night,
lonely watch for waking dawn,
branches cradling dark hour's womb,
stilled by guardsman's dagger thorn,
the world a breathing tomb,
black times far from warm.
Waiting tears a patient mind,
insanely look in vain,
they won't come back with sunrise,
fitful swallowing the pain,
I look not for departed hosts,
I hide my tears with mourning rain,
I stand the hopeful watch of ghosts,
I look alone down memory lane.
©D.N.Read2013
Peace In All
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