Diminishing Light
Diminishing Light
Rays of misty light, rainbows of colour
streaked across the spaces between tear filled eyes
and their source. I hear their voices,
but find no coarse, know no direction,
for they offer no choices.
There will be no resurrection ?
Not to find, not to know affection ?
Only to know anger / hurt, in the inflection,
as You move towards another direction.
B. J. "A" 2
April 29th 2011
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2012
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