Corner of Darkness

Another of my past's poems to help celebrate National Poetry Month......

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In a corner of darkness

beneath a painted sky

A deafening cry falls

  on deaf ears.

And we continue….

Never turning to see

the hurt and despair

hurtling through

dimensions unknown.

But our intimacy

grows with desperation

instead of flourishing

with Another.

The cry

breaks glass, and

drifts further from unacknowledging ears.

Then, one day,

  maybe,

As one discerns,

from the shadows,

  impending

    loneliness,

While pain cripples,

the glory of

  Another

    is seen.

And the rainbow sky

reveals,

  as a mirror

    to the soul,

the cry unheard

bellows from within.

Walking the dark

streets of the city,

for the millionth time

- for the first -

same old sights,

   sounds

are alive and new.

A banshee’s cry

Followed to

a corner of

   Darkness….

A poor soul

oblivious to

his own cry,

ignored by

   many,

      most of all

         himself…..

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