Life…#332   Leave a comment

Elizabeth’s poetry is poignant and evocative; difficult to ignore or forget.. — kenne

The Last Chapter


With each mornings shaft of light 

I begin my conflict of words, sometimes 

I let the tears fall and sadness engulfs 

me.  Sometimes I smile!  I tell myself to 

“hush”; it is too late my soul dies further 

toward the end as time goes on.

Sometimes I am weak, my heart locked 

away too long?  Thoughts are concealed, 

feared, live and move forward out of blame.  

The heart beats on as the voices in my head 

feed from the heart with each beat.  My words 

continue quarreling with my mind.

Has life been no more that random destiny’s?  

How lighthearted my life has been, lies, 

lies to keep the outside world in dumbness.  

Daily I drink from the cup of dissension, 

and erratic thoughts, words, look into my soul, 

despite pending doom I float thoughtless in 

the river of my life with my words clinging 

to my throat like…

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Posted May 7, 2021 by kenneturner in Information

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