Hope
slowly it unravels
strings falling apart
going this way and that
such a multitude of colors
before me
yarn falling to and fro
surrounding this form
twisting slowly round this corpse
such a wonderous sight
before my dim eyes
slowly, it drifts away
away from my shaking hands
and my aching heart
like snow it drifts
..like snow...
lazily, it expands into the twilight
filling the dark corners in front
with fleeting glimpses of beauty
and then is gone
Copyright © Tom Clark | Year Posted 2010
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