In the Meadow
Dark Moon
The twilight sky
encircles me
As I stand in
morbid reverie.
My mood so dark
the tears won’t flow,
Choked inside
they wayward row.
I stand before
the windswept sea
Their mournful voices
haunting me.
I can’t forget
their cries of horror;
Unsanctified
remains of war.
© Connie Marcum Wong
For Dana'lynn Smith's "In the Meadow Contest"
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2013
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