Darkness
With wounds from seasons
that have railed on ,
Candle of yearning burns to ignite flame;
That once warmed those bitter gusty nights
A reality kneading deep into the bones
While clouds of reddish smoke
flit into the night,
To shine a thousand reveries
mocking me,I pluck stars.
.................
9/16/2017
Written for Russell Sivey's In The Dark Contest
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