Heavens

Heavens held and sun still knew eternal place,

while world had fallen into darkness, disarray,

collapsing through the flimsy skin of old beliefs,

to lie in shattered, brutal remnants of itself;

reality reduced to merely moments, broken pieces

littering the remains of what I once called day.

………

In an instant, with words that beat hell’s drum,

what was, fell to life’s cold and stony floor,

as if it had never been; substance surely sucked,

from the body of relationship in mortal wound;

love’s blood flowed scarlet toward coagulate,

drying, dark and permanent by future’s door.

………….

Time swept up the dregs and dross of memory,

scrubbed at stained, persistent edge of grief,

removing not just remnants of forgotten past,

but also hope that loss could be reworked;

life trod upon dead patterns, faintly, surely set

to cast death’s silhouette  in stark relief.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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4 Responses to Heavens

  1. reality reduced to merely moments, broken pieces

    littering the remains of what I once called day.

    I can relate to this poem a lot! The lines struck me with wow!!!

    What inspired you to write this incredible poem?

    Brilliant!

  2. rosross says:

    Thanks, but it is not a recent physical loss as in death but a far more complex loss, which of course involves someone I love, and which of course taps into the other deep losses we experience through our lives.

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