A Clarity of Mist
A Clarity of Mist
Silence pervades the harshness of reality
To unveil a life, decorated by walls
And screams of memories, most not her own,
But seized and claimed by others.
Clashing colours feeding off another’s life;
Black daffodils, cracked mirrors,
Clothes no longer worn; her refection a kaleidoscope
Of yesterday’s emptiness, brimmed
With love and solitude.
And this guarded prison cell it’s contents mourn,
And pray a more voluptuous dawn,
For in that fruitfulness of youth, naked stretched,
Lips rubious full, a blank canvas
For this mistress kept, dreams consummated,
Jousting past demons, seeking truth
In shadows that taunt and struggle to resist
But cling like ivy about a Clarity of Mist,
Overcome and strangle,
Such strange love is this.
What charity refuses to take, all that I possess,
As did my love when you walked away,
And left me, a reflection flawed,
No illnesses have I, not one that has a cure,
For a broken heart, a love deplored.
Reserved in death not as in life,
A new beginning, where the heart does not mourn,
But embraces eternity.
A Clarity of Mist, Love, in death reborn.
Copyright © Daniel Caplin | Year Posted 2024
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