The Inconsequential Life

Wasting away, crimson of death seeping through 
Speaking through filtered tears 
The whispered disclosed soothing words skewed 
As the world shifts into abstract artwork, seared 
My memories lie as awake as if you sat there still 
The blackened storm shifts from dull to enlightened 
Captured, the desired outcomes' gruesome kill 
Sailing through unchartered lands , your expression not frightened 
Flattened are the words that fill the inconsequential life 
Fighting only left, death had triggered this belated strife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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June 1, 2012 at 6:34 AM
I have enjoyed reading your excellent writing this morning Tara. I hope you will continue to write and share your words with us. Have a wonderful weekend filled with joy and love. Love, Carol
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