Thrace
Now tethered to a lonely space
A place without a warm embrace
T’is hard to break the ties that bind
The rope that hope could ne’er unwind
To want that love once unconfined
Could sail to Rome, or Greece, or Thrace.
Was want that placed within this vase
The scent of rose so to efface
Mournful song of nightingale
A blushed cheek song behind red veil
Now tethered to a lonely space
Where thorn once pricked now left no trace
Wrapped now in sails by lover’s grace
For stars aligned and wind behind
To break the tether in my mind
Dreams not tethered to lonely space.
4/4/14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
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