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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Categories: All Poetry, Life & Love, Poetry by Phoebe
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Dear friend,
I have tagged you for the “Get to know me tag”
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All good wishes and a good time
Didi
Me again!😊
When you are back (again, you are sorely missed) do see the challenge below.😙
https://aweni.net/2017/10/17/7-days-7-photos-challenge-day-1/
I definitely will! 🙂
😊
Dear Phoebe,
I hope you are doing great. It’s been a long time since your last post! Want to inform you that I have nominated you for the lovely blog award😉https://wordpress.com/post/aweni.net/5395
Hope you post something soon. Take care…x
You are so sweet, Aweni. Yes, I have not posted in a long time…but I really appreciate your thinking of me! I hope you are doing well! Hugs! 🙂
You are welcome and yes I am doing well😊. Thank you😚
I love the saccharine lies – a line used in several places of a story I wrote pre-marriage about dating. THERE is one very morose jungian synchronicity example for you 😘
I love the image of those last few lines. Nicely done.