Crossroads
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Like a lady-in-waiting in rags of night
questions divide wrong from right,
ripping faded threads without seams
as daybreak continues its beams, its beams
Again, yearning to taste the thrill of dawn
clay feet slowly loitering, dawdling on
for crystalline wishes that did not come to pass
dazed eyes are now compelled to plead, to ask
Was such existence just a dance of mixed fantasy?
a fool’s waltz of pungent deceit and treachery
a wrenching flood of wasted years
cloaked in love masks and bloodshot tears
And she hides behind aged trees and edgily slips
While salt of pain pressed on Calvary’s lips,
an echo strains she may be cherished still
that only the cross of doubt haunts her will
More shadows loom upon hills rancid green
is this a tale of truth or lie, her twilight unseen?
she breathes to touch stretched hours of time
oh, will she leave or stay; tossing a dime, a dime
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Contest: Debbie Guzzi’s Tell Me a Story
By: nette onclaud/
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2012
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