black ash

sad poetry

come see your sin light
come see your morning heart crumble
on her Wednesday's soft shoulder
let us see the last, let us feel the best
of Friday evening rest
clear your mind
on sunshine's warm embrace
clinching your friendship bracelet
as a prayer beads on Sunday sermon
clear your throat now,
your goodbye now whispers
beside a group of strangers
on my love's burial

Reviews

[maiarusm]

sad and very picturesque. it emanates a deep longing emotion and a bittersweet farewell. a very nice piece to read.