LIFE BEYOND GLOOM
Lockdown's Cold Cocoon
I dreamed the world had tumbled down,
Blood seeping slowly down my face
Upon my head, a broken crown,
My years of tears are lost in space
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I'd dealt myself a deadly blow,
My search for joy seems bittersweet
The moon's glow guides my inky flow,
My verses whisper at your feet
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I felt your pain moan o'er the sea,
Numbed in mourning's cold embrace
I called your name upon a breeze,
And wept for words we can't replace
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Beware the seeds your words may sow,
Infecting minds as devils creep
If deeds define our inner growth,
I must concede, my conscience bleeds...
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Rejection breeds resentful beasts,
Their talons sharpened by contempt
Death brings the selfish to their knees,
Inflamed by blame and discontent
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Beyond dark days and world dismay,
I'll burst from lockdown's cold cocoon
As blooms of hope rise from decay,
I'll write of LIFE, beyond the gloom...
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© Wendy Phelan - Edit/August 2021
About the Creator
Wendy - Empathic Tigress
Born in NZ, living in Australia. With a passion for writing from an early age. Traumatic experiences peppered my life but, gave me deep empathy and unconditional love. Poetry/writing are the best therapy and bring me peace, I hope to share.



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