Worn-Out Dreams
worn-out dreams and briny tears
hung upon the moon
sorely borne from long-held fears
they lit the night of June
with silvered light of sour notes
that echoed from her soul
and fell as rain to lie in moats
around the life he stole
Copyright © Sharon Tideswell | Year Posted 2010
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