She was the one who brought
The words out of me
Her hazel green eyes
Was stilled deep within me,
She was the one I wanted
To share all my days with,
But then she left
And my heart has never
Overcome it
As I've mourned the departure
Of her being without me.
Distant shores of no passion,
The muse inside has left
I've missed you being there
I've missed your heartbeat
That's long gone away.
I've brood and I've sat in the
Darkness hoping you'll return.
Death was my only way
To be with you
As my passion was you.
I was lost without passion.
Self distraught and mentally
Unsatisfied nothing could
replace you.
There's just silence where
Your voice once was.
It’s all still now.
And my grief has washed away.
Copyright by C Davids
This is the poem I have written after being creatively blocked in this festive season, I thought I have lost my passion, my muse was nowhere to be found. Its then i went to read up on May Sarton and her life as a poet, this lady inspired me with her words, with her zest for life. She was 83 when she died, and even before her death and her last words, she published her last volume of poetry and even today her works been studied all around the world.
I nominate Summer Rain for next Rally
As poets
we unite
as writers
we weave
verses
for
our
souls.
Thank You Poets Rally for the award.
5 comments:
powerful expression, smiles.
First... I miss you beautiful! I was gone for awhile but have been back for a few months...
This was beautiful! So sad... your feelings were expressed so genuine and eloquent.
((hugs))
~L
I am glad you passion has come back to you I also went through that period and wrote a lot of 'stuff' but it just was not good enough!
Welcome back Chim!. I was wondering where you were. :)
At least you spent your festive season productively. Thanks for introducing Ms. Sarton. I just read the wiki on her and you indeed have a lot to inspire your next writings.
well deserved award, excellent expression.
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