Sunday, April 23, 2017

Hollow heartbeat

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Thrum the hollow heartbeat,
sigh the sodden mind,
court the lethal hurtings;
split the psyche blind.

Deck the soul with ivy,
strip the self till bare,
fight the row of sorrow;
murky glass of care.

Stay the moment lost,
hide the key of hope,
wallow in the grieving;
hang on bitter rope.

https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2017/04/22/wordle-296/

1 comment:

  1. It is odd that when we first view the prompt words we sense a feeling in them. However even I didn't come up with such a sad and morbid poem as this. I am impressed!

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