Tony Bush Poet Verse

I Know...

I know the thud of crackfoot steps 
will creep upon the naked neck 
  and someone's voice will whisper near 
    a breath to tease upon the nape. 
I know the sun may fail to rise 
and fading vision drain my eyes, 
  where often gleaned a falling tear 
    as life implodes with no escape.

I know that you cannot reflect 
my love, for it stays circumspect, 
  and this has slain my hopeful dream 
    as surely as a sniper's bead. 
I know that hope descends like rain, 
evaporates in steam again, 
  with open mouth and silent scream 
    the last of Summer must recede.

I know of loss and widow's weeds 
as Autumn into Winter bleeds, 
  and nights draw ever close and short 
    and fill my thoughts with stone. 
I know of all I ever craved 
was good, but gone with little saved, 
  deposits nothing to report 
    on love that loves alone...

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