In the Mists of Life
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Well, this was inspired by BW's contest because the muse cannot fully read the directions before composing the poem....Thus, I thank BW for the wonderful theme and will have a talk with the muse.
I lay here in the mists of life
silenced – entombed in a numbness
bids me “struggle not – it is over”
They pass – stark faced - ‘viewers’
shedding tears – or stifling mock angst
amid the scent of death’s flowers.
Alone, surrounded by the love of longing
I shun a glaring light – deny its call
cling to the hope of one more breath
one more kiss, one more touch,
ache for the feeling of anything
listen to the drone of distant dreams.
I lay here – fading - in the mists of life.
©5/16/2018
submitted to – May 2018 Premiere Contest
sponsor – Brian Strand
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2018
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