Sunlight Tarries Not
Crimson stained ink strokes your face
in sepulchered hues of white and trite
as parchment burns pure birthright fright
dipped in dalliance and ambiance stripped.
Sunlight tarries not in the simmering truce
of bitterness and gentleness governing
angry askance of scarecrows and furloughs
as shadows stalk their sorrow in the light.
Salt stained creases and treatises strain
to scream the dream of tomorrow's sorrow
even as care stares into a hallowed hell
of swallows falling in feathered fright.
Flight is the plight forever aching
wishing only for release and peace
sand beneath the toes bartering prose
to close the past however shallowly sold.
in sepulchered hues of white and trite
as parchment burns pure birthright fright
dipped in dalliance and ambiance stripped.
Sunlight tarries not in the simmering truce
of bitterness and gentleness governing
angry askance of scarecrows and furloughs
as shadows stalk their sorrow in the light.
Salt stained creases and treatises strain
to scream the dream of tomorrow's sorrow
even as care stares into a hallowed hell
of swallows falling in feathered fright.
Flight is the plight forever aching
wishing only for release and peace
sand beneath the toes bartering prose
to close the past however shallowly sold.