Challenge / OctPoWriMo / Poem / Writing

Seeking out: Day 17 #OctPoWriMo

The blood in

my veins

still flows

Pumping though

putrefied

Praying for

Purification.

The clocks may tick

but never tock – mocked

And stifling storms

blow, brewing –

Till finally

turning toward

sunshine’s

seductive sedation.

Pruned nails get

chewed and bleed

Powdered cheeks

smudge

with salty tracks.

Evidence of secrets.

Children grow

and they forget

all they need to know.

But never

mine –

Natures gift – stolen

Tears

carelessly fall

sharp & wet

my rain fall –

Blown in

a gale –

stinging as though

icy shards onto

soft cheeks.

Empty days

became years of

waste or folly

and generations

became lost

in reflection –

of lives, unlived

and loves –

Colour made gray

Whilst our souls

seek out

peace.

* * *

bluefullmoon

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