RED HOT COALSA Poem by Betty Hermeleelost love, mixed memoriesTHE RED-HOT COALS
What rattled my core To roll with the foamy waves Across a vast ocean Fright and ghostly beneath
Is it the rift which sliced us apart? My precedent lover and I Our affinity decayed Into a charcoal black crevasse
Twice I was chuffed home On a ship of poor souls Against my will Alone in a place Shrouded with dust and mold Indeed, a potent wind Could not squander it away Merely the pot belly stove Touched a bright spot on my spirit
I read again the old yellowed Letters from him As my eyes welled with shreds of tears I shan’t safeguard them Or my mixed memories Shall blight me.
I glanced out of the cob-webbed window Therein was a Robin Red Breast He was pecking away Then he looked up at me and chirped I could sense a smile on my face.
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14 Reviews Added on March 14, 2022 Last Updated on March 14, 2022 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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