Hello: Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Caroline Shank
Poems
Feb 2022
The End
You scorn the soliloquy
of my sadness. The
ubiquitous wind of
Poetry.
But
I always thought the person to
love me would occupy
the spaces between breathing.
That there, against words,
would be warmth and solace
from the years of loneliness.
But you did not risk my
poem's breathing.
Tomorrow I will go away to
where the disturbed vowels
tell of my reason.
I am the author
of my destiny.
You cannot bear
the blur of my tears
the cry of my years,
the sound of broken
clefs,
where once we sang.
I will trace the
notes of this diary,
across the pages of
time.
Alone, again
naturally. 🎼.
Caroline Shank
2.7.22
Written by
Caroline Shank
77/F/Wisconsin
(77/F/Wisconsin)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
158
---
,
Rob Rutledge
,
Stephen E Yocum
,
Aquilla
,
John Edward Smallshaw
and
5 others
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems