Symbol

Written by: POETESS DARKLY

Who is she, but flesh and bone,

A few flowing words put to poem.

A woman with a tender heart,

Of this world endeavoring to be part.

With frivolous verses not all wise,

Sometimes willing to compromise.

Who sits in darkened room alone,

Writing a symbolic poem.

Facing the truth: a demon or sacrificial lamb,

To condemn ones self, who gives a damn.

An imagery quilled in the dark,

Symbol bequeaths a poetic mark.