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Departure.

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Liberated
into the haven
of a mausoleum
lies a dove deceived-
its tattered pinions
a reminder of
a pledge riven,
a reverie tainted,
an innocence
betrayed.

Save her.
Let the shadows
of her present
console with
saccharine lies,
warm her with
tinned caresses
of boughs
freshly severed-
a revival of 
splintered promises 
of a new day–
as verdant hues
decay to dust.

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  1. Phoebe, this poem has the soft rhythms and flow of your poetic voice. Yet, a second read and closer look at the words and a darker underbelly is exposed. Powerful words, as usual, yet a hope that tries but yet cannot break through in the end – decaying to dust. Enjoyed.

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