My Heart Does Ache: Two Cousins
©10-22-14, Olan L. Smith
My heart does ache―she calls me currently.
She seems unnerved and asks a silent plea,
See Cody passed away. Her husband Dale
Is dying, countless cloaks behind her veil;
I know her rivers wash away debris.
I wait reply, a voice does tenderly
Say, "...I must go." I chill most frigidly,
Innumerable specters do exhale;
My heart does ache.
My cousins gone to join Persephone―
Their hearts mislaid, an empty cold esprit.
Their anchors weighed 'tis life's unholy grail
I weigh a thousand words and scan the vale
A chilly squall does fill me carelessly―
My heart does ache.
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Write Upon My Stone
Poetry"Write Upon My Stone" has turned into a collection of my poems about death, and other of my poems with dark themes. I will be adding to this collection with both new and older poems with those themes. Love, peace, and freedom. Olan L. Smith (aka...
