Unfulfilled Dark
Unfulfilled Dark
I tried to bring the flowers indoors.
Clouds dark hid the sun.
The darkness overtook my movement.
No stepping. not one would move.
Frozen. I lay there, right side first. Frozen.
It was the beginning. Another bright season----for me?
Not I.
It was dark. It was dark through new specs, through one bare window.
The tears fell easily. Darker, yes
Into the white covered pillow.
God, where is the newness?
Spring brings newness. Spring allows all to open wide, to make a smile.
That's what the calendar shows.
The darkness overtook my movement.
God has hidden my newness. Why.
The flowers have withered.
The buds dead.
Darkness shadows as an umbrella
Hovering complete.
No flowers for my tisket, my tasket.
Not the blue one I chose a long time ago.
Just more pillows to soak up the tears,
Boxes of tissues I chose for this time.
Dark remains. Dark continues.
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