Will Hereafter Come
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Just when I followed night's evanescing sheen
behind a rock-- on this quiet lake,
the humped seashell drifted on:
I laid there forlorn by an old palm tree
needing to connect with anyone,
until turbulent waves slapped my face...
How bitter this pang of aloneness
.......gripping the hidden silence a little more,
and eve's naked rays were gone
upon my chilling pores.
How insolent ripples drowned my grate of angst
as bleary eyes grieved like a widow,
that somehow, a cloud turned kohl-gray:
I moaned yet not even
a restless wind listened
to my internal oration, my ached calls ,
while I hid beneath an ocean of black stars
deserted---
caressed again by darkness murmuring,
where thoughts beg; will hereafter null this existence?
~
8/21/2019 Revised
What If There Was No Tomorrow Contest
Sponsor: Silent One ~
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2019
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