Foundation.
Poetry encompasses all aspects of the human experience.
This piece relates to the last visit.
A tragic part of life we all will someday endure.
If you already have, sending blessings.
Title:
Chapel at Rest
(A lone voice whispers)
Are lone goodbyes like lone turtle-doves that serenely fly away
In wild winds of memories of a once beautiful Yesteryear
Of one day
They're here
And one day they're gone.
But you always, afterwards, cry silently inside
In somewhere deep and quiet,
In new realms of unfamiliarity
Where beloved memories hide
When you remember moments of tranquility and sincerity
Before that old love went away and unjustly died
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Image shared under fair usage policy by Friedrich Wilhelm Theodor Heyser Ophelia
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