Broken Strand

 
Shadows forged with an arising moon,
hears saddened whispered calls
Increasing darkness slowly abounds,
as night seemingly stalls
Failing usher of lingering taunts,
pursue events gone by
Images play repetitive lose,
stifled words asking why

Scenes depicted in a cloudy mist,
see only shattered fate
Slumber hides inside yesterdays wake,
as lost tomorrows wait
Tucked heartened memories bringing sighs,
fondest dreams go unshared
Instilled within the lone evenings hush,
loves tears are never spared

Endless cease of shattered passing views,
creates a tangled phase
Longing seeks forgone caring embrace,
with soothing tender ways
Dawning's end in exhaled breaths shudders,
sweeping through linens' lace
Satin solace of a pillows fold,
consoles a hidden face

Behind steeple walls silent of sound,
bells crumble with their toll
Shred rumpled veil now drapes altars aisle,
as faded tattered stole
Withered flowers bearing thorny stems,
pierce an enfolding hand
Bundled together were all the hopes,
tied with a broken strand

© C.E. Vance

 

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