Bereft of Sight

Art mirrors life in an abstract way. Artists tend to repeat similar themes in their art. Sometimes it's simply a matter of repeating mistakes because we have no choice, and have lost sight

Bereft of Sight

 

Bereft of sight

My senses took

Their resurrections leave

For blindness is

As blindness was

And shall forever be

 

What length lived I?

Eternity

With focus borne obscure

And never knew

True vision quest

Bore naught that blinding cure

 

When viewed in full

Through windows past

Those darkened clouds converged

And closed abrupt

That clouded pane

With light so justly purged

 

So now in black

I contemplate

When time was clearly bright

Before my senses

Took leave and left

Me, bereft of sight

Author's Note

Self flagellation is often a reoccurring theme of poetry. It helps to exorcize the demons that plague our soul.