Distancing.
Time-given hope sickens yet
clings to torn veils.
Train whistles awayness
with distancing rails.
Faith blurs in acceptance
of tear-saddened eyes.
Would forgiveness relieve
deceitful goodbyes ?
Cold comfort-thoughts clutch
love's fast sinking pyre.
Heart wavers as anger climbs
each day higher.
Come lately she asks why with
betrayal found
Spent echoes of romance still
sigh extra loud.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: June 28th, 2021 03:35
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Comments2
Don't ya just hate goodbyes ... I think the term its self is often something of a misnomer ......... perfectly penned in such style as only our dear Lady Fay can pen em .. 🙂
.... Neville ............ x
Yes that very word "Goodbye" can toll a hateable bell that brings many a tear -- You are generous as ever with your comment on Distancing dear Nev and thanking you dearly ..............x
So much emotion in your words Fay, saying goodbye can be so hard to do.
Andy
Yes Andy - you nailed it in your thoughtful comment - - -- saying goodbye can be so hard to do.
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