The Willow's Barren

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

One of the last poems I wrote stemming a couple years back, and one that details what was going on through my mind being at a standstill in my life of which way my life was heading.

Waiting here all by myself
With no one here to call to
Trembling fear crawls outside
And time ticks on by through

The grayness of morning dew
Gathers upon the window pane
Leaves fall against the gutter
Causing the haunt to lull the rain

Darkness spreads in this gloom
Tearing itself across the emptiness
Shadows flicker within the light
All the needs float above the rest

Howling winds and stormy skies
Horizons change within the scene
Petals of the autumn break
Flow on by to stress the breeze

Lie me down within the lake
Carry me across upon the gust
Lightning fades in sullen shades
Between the wrecks that forms us

Splintering on across the ice
To a madness that carries west
Wandering outside the gate
A vision screams above the rest

So I stumble into the waves
Those carry on trembling fears
Resting into my floating abode
Awaiting for light to spread near

Michael Nicorata

Submitted: November 05, 2020

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