Inside walls of hate, bottomless waters of love
distress calls echo in silence, pushed in by a secret fel
a broken chain, rock sidings, no bucket above
the kiss of hell leaves rusted ripples on the surface of the well
a light once kindled, leads from far away
the rope strands frayed, decayed, hope lingers
vomiting emotions of a drowning day
clouds slip through my fingers
moldering memories their smell overpowering
awakens me from blissful sleeps
in this moss green hole, shadows souring
as down this hole, light seeps
An aqueous phoenix evaporating toward the sky
an ark and dove floating on a rainbow's myth
from a water pit planted in dirt's eye
emerging from Jonah's watery grave, the pith
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Thought provoking, again.
I think of redemption.
Thank you so much for the review and comment
May that dove bring light and love to all soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold I appreciate your good wishes.
Cooeee Jonah, you escaped yet?! A miracle that he was not digested by the whale/big fish.
Thanks Orchi Safe in the belly of the whale. Appreciate the review
Bit dark in there!
a light once kindled, leads from far away
the rope strands frayed, decayed, hope lingers
vomiting emotions of a drowning day
clouds slip through my fingers
An incredible achievement to write about grief with such beauty and dignity, as I read every line it tells me someone is deeply missed. Absolutely beautiful all we can do when grief visits is to embrace it and embrace it you have. A light once lit is indeed always flickering. 🌹
Thanks so much Teddy. Your reviews are always so kind and deeply appreciated.
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