Sometimes It’s Heavy.

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by Ian G Graham

Heart in stow back-bended beat I weep.

Above below cracked stones damp valleys I creep.

 

The journey of the night unfolds…

darkness returns with hapless familiarity.

 

The midway seeker finds no peace

The outstretched mind finds no mooring to fasten a dream.

 

Love lost subtle leaves no notice of it harshness.

Now I must carry and wear the pitiful fragility

it leaves in its wake.

 

Be-leagued withdrawing its flow

from the comforting tide

of my ruby veins.

 

It weighs heavy on my will.

 

 

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