For Better Or Far Worse

And so he stood as shadows ran their course across the fading words of failing life fingering love’s beauty, eschewing strife savoring the “better’s, tossing the “worsts” for life had offered him both dark and light to guide him through the lies of sainted knaves cast him adrift to ride its breaking waves on seas that wash ashore the moonless night. Bereft of all the vestiges of man alone within the emptiness of loss his vision- an endless bridge to cross unguided in the darkness of Light’s plan. Love pained his clouded heart for it had lied reneged on endless promises it made left him a broken man nothing to trade amid a thunderous turmoil it had died. So does he harbor anger’s raging surf its surging waves the lies of love’s deceit denying him the solace of retreat unable to reclaim love’s bloodied turf. ©2/20/2019 Enclosed Rhyme Poetry Contest Emile Pinet