Donna Loughman Poet Free verse

The Last Word of a Paragraph Falling In Flames

Tears that are never acknowledged suddenly take precedence unexpectedly within nocturnal callings
hidden wounds long festering never acknowledged sliced openly are silently hemorrhaging fears  
one’s loved least claimed through schematic vows haunts the night’s mechanisms ever consuming
while black tattooed weeds on a widow at no time seen are never shed in tempestuous mockery

The trees we watch through the winds of winter grow more sullen and desolate as their time passes
everyone shall cross on to frozen ice chilled veins leaving remains defeated by death’s caress unexpectedly
harmony is now long gone inexplicably across the abyss where nothing meaningful rests in disillusioned chambers
shattered pieces of treasures faded by fairy tales glued together into a patchwork frame hung upon hollow walls
 
Night visits of final farewells long past overdue won’t break the divide if left unspoken forever cursed 
mystic vows whisper inside the shadows to never love again is grace with peaceful slumbers kissed sublimely   
unfettered is an enviable plea that echoes insensately as no other request beckons so appealingly
dreams unrivaled and unreachable fill the days forged with sugar caned sweetness of darkened honey

Waking once unimaginable is now fully embraceable at the beginning of the widow’s dawning…

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Harry Horsman March 18, 2018 at 5:47 PM So glad to have read this powerful, and sincere poetry,

Darlene De Beaulieu February 27, 2018 at 11:39 AM Hello Donna, i would say that you have described the widow very well. Have a nice day my friend. Donna Loughman February 28, 2018 at 7:28 PM Hi Darlene, thank you so much for commenting. It is greatly appreciated! Have a blessed week...Donna:-)

Demetrios Trifiatis February 9, 2018 at 11:41 AM Profound poem crowned with an impressive language dearest, Donna! Much liked! Donna Loughman February 9, 2018 at 10:27 PM Thank you so much Demetrios...have a blessed weekend!

James Edward Lee Sr. January 31, 2018 at 5:24 PM Donna, Ouch! this piece is divine. Had to read it twice though, kind of deep for me yet reminds me of something I would write Have a bless evening and rest of week james Donna Loughman January 31, 2018 at 6:07 PM Ahh..thank you James! This is the best compliment ever! You have a blessed evening and week as well:-)

Liam Mcdaid January 29, 2018 at 9:32 AM your pen sang out a darkened tale very beautifully painted donna Donna Loughman January 29, 2018 at 9:40 AM Liam, thank you for commenting...as always it’s greatly appreciated. Have a week filled with blessings...Donna.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 29, 2018 at 2:39 AM - Donna, a deep and amazing writing - Loves this line; "Mystic vows whisper inside the shadows to never love again is grace with peaceful slumbers kissed sublimely" - Best wishes for a lovely new week :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Donna Loughman January 29, 2018 at 6:09 AM Anna-Lise, thank you for your thoughtful comment. I am happy you like the poem:-)Have a blessed week as well! Donna