Bitter love, hard-edged with softened toil,
bright darkness keening on the edge of mind,
as blackened day forms cold and sodden ash;
so limps along, forgotten cripple, time.
Acid sugar trust, crusts ancient, narrow lips,
as memory does web in brittle, circled form,
clinging to the damp and crumbling bricks;
crushed edifice relationship, now gone.
http://dversepoets.com/2014/06/12/mtb-connecting-the-unconnectable-or-join-the-young-wild-for-a-bit/
bright darkness keening on the edge of mind,
as blackened day forms cold and sodden ash;
so limps along, forgotten cripple, time.
Acid sugar trust, crusts ancient, narrow lips,
as memory does web in brittle, circled form,
clinging to the damp and crumbling bricks;
crushed edifice relationship, now gone.
http://dversepoets.com/2014/06/12/mtb-connecting-the-unconnectable-or-join-the-young-wild-for-a-bit/
Oh yes can understand this one while connecting the unconnectable... some relationships are like that!
ReplyDeletenice contrast here with the softness of cold and soft
ReplyDeleteclinging to the damp and crumbling bricks;
ReplyDeletecrushed edifice relationship, now gone.
Sadness when relationships reach a finality! But things sometimes work its way like that. Nicely Roslyn!
Hank
as memory does web in the brittle..i liked that a lot:)
ReplyDeleteoooh...so cryptic yet poignant verse.....it all fits, but doesn't...this is great.
ReplyDeletePainfully good.
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