Not a Phrase Uttered
The rippled lake ebbs strangely silent
while memories cling to me---
there's not a tinge of you here anymore
and my fiery pulse now withers:
I roam upon the dunes of time
as current’s surge echoes like waves' blare,
your indifferent glance marks
a broken oath without even one phrase told...
How I feel heart's nudge
this mindful certainty allowing me
to grasp the quicksand of truth--
You are not coming back, ever,
that from instinct's light, I finally concede
when quelled language
numb as a crest unobtrusively waning
-----------------means a goodbye not uttered.
For Richard Lamoureux 's Contest
Honourable Mentions Worth Mentioning
Re-posted 01/05/2019
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This is perhaps one of my poems which touched
me dearly when I wrote it. I felt the anguish
of not being able to speak what the heart needed
to express by using metaphors and symbolism.
With sincerity, I did not expect to get an HM. Thank you.
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2019
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