Darkness is falling
Dim light illuminate from the lantern
Vicissitudes of life engrave on his wrinkles
Standing in front of the window
Holding the curtain tight with his bony hand
He is waiting
He is searching
He is hoping
With the last spark in his heart burning
PS: Inspired by the Lino cuts posted together with Goldfinch60's "Is there no hope" (8/28/2017).
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Author:
myself and me (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was impressed by the Lino cuts posted together with Goldfinch60's "Is there no hope" (8/28/2017). I can not forget the eyes from the figure. Wrote this piece.
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Comments6
Good inspiration to write from, well done
Indeed. A very impressive art work. thank you. W.
Good poem. Agree with Jane, the last line is very powerful.
Thanks. In this case, I shall use it to charge some batteries.
And you sure did it justice - great m&m
Thanks. M.E.
This is very profound and after reading Gold poem I totally understand yours. You are a very sentimental connected person. I'm impressed. Great writing
Thanks. M. for reading and commending.
Thank you for this m and m. I am so glad that the artwork inspired you as well.
I shall thank you and your daughter. Her beautiful artwork touch me so deep. She is such a talented artist.
I dedicated a piece to you
Titled
The Voices that you feed
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