Chasing The Night

For you ma.

Her sweetest memories
Always come to me at dawn,
Dancing on that auric ribbon
Of ending night & beginning day

The creeping daylight
Invades the security of false hope
The night, o' the gentle night
Quietly fosters my selfish delusions

The harshness of light
Threatens to reveal obvious truth
And this brittle heart dares not
Face a single day... Without her

Seeking the comfort of darkness
I reject the approaching sunrise
Morning holds nothing I need...
Lest she has become the sun

Leave me to chase endless night
Blind to every coming tomorrow
Cemented to moonlight & shadows,
Petitioning heaven to give her back

Author's Note

Thank you for reading... I hope this reads well, it was a very difficult write for me. Appreciate those you love when you can, tomorrow is never promised.

Reviews

[The Iron Horseman]

Another beautiful piece! The early verses were enchanting, but the last verse wrenched my heart.
I am sorry you feel so sad, my friend, but it is a great piece of work.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thank you, friend... Your review is appreciated as much as your sentiment. I'm glad it reveals my emotions well, this is all I could get out at this present time.