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Somber waves flood charcoal skies
This morn does fell my day
Misty forms in shadowed dreams,
an ominous display
Chilled, the breeze now grips my face
as moisture coats my skin
Shivers at their highest reach
call out to me again
Willow branches bend in shame,
sorrow feeds the ground
Leaves in silhouette now trace
confusion all around
Clouds a’ gathered blackened roof
A blanket at the sun
Pointing towards a northern point
Alas my world is done
When there, along horizon’s stare
I sense the faintest smile
Of auburn charm and beauty share
To linger here a while
As ashen skies now seem to part
This pain of longest dread
Depression cast upon my heart
Now heals in scars I shed
To breathe again, this morning free
A smile upon my face
Consume this feeling calling me
No more in fractured lace
So long I’ve hidden in the past
Awaiting only dying
Yet now with this affection cast
In new found truth I’m trying
As now I stand neath skies of blue
Bright sunshine up above
Gazing at the sight of you
Alas my world is love
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 7:57 AM UTC
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Somber waves flood charcoal skies
This morn does fell my day
Misty forms in shadowed dreams,
an ominous display
Chilled, the breeze now grips my face
as moisture coats my skin
Shivers at their highest reach
call out to me again
Willow branches bend in shame,
sorrow feeds the ground
Leaves in silhouette now trace
confusion all around
Clouds a’ gathered blackened roof
A blanket at the sun
Pointing towards a northern point
Alas my world is done
When there, along horizon’s stare
I sense the faintest smile
Of auburn charm and beauty share
To linger here a while
As ashen skies now seem to part
This pain of longest dread
Depression cast upon my heart
Now heals in scars I shed
To breathe again, this morning free
A smile upon my face
Consume this feeling calling me
No more in fractured lace
So long I’ve hidden in the past
Awaiting only dying
Yet now with this affection cast
In new found truth I’m trying
As now I stand neath skies of blue
Bright sunshine up above
Gazing at the sight of you
Alas my world is love
For The Dread Poet Roberts Poetry Contest
