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Dark memories of Sunrise
This thing we know as parting, this end of "us", this rending in twain
Of thoughts, desires, and hopes held close in heart, and soul, and brain.
Our grief is measured out for us in dull hours and long miles,
Days and distances compete to wound us with their wiles.
This thing we know as parting, this sad and slow decay from "us" to "me"
Leaving each to gaze upon their private eternity.
It's all we fear of darkness, and all we can hope from light-
Dark memories of sunrise, bright visions of midnight.
Of thoughts, desires, and hopes held close in heart, and soul, and brain.
Our grief is measured out for us in dull hours and long miles,
Days and distances compete to wound us with their wiles.
This thing we know as parting, this sad and slow decay from "us" to "me"
Leaving each to gaze upon their private eternity.
It's all we fear of darkness, and all we can hope from light-
Dark memories of sunrise, bright visions of midnight.
Published 18th Feb 2013
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18th Feb 2013 4:44am
Let me give you a dup salute and wish to see many more writes from you. Great Job!
18th Feb 2013 1:15pm
I really liked this! Cadence and flow worked quite nicely, and your words caught that feeling well. It's nice to meet you!
18th Feb 2013 7:24pm
ElBaby and Lola -Thanks so much for the kind words about the poem. Actually I wrote it as part of a play - in fact it is the ending of the final scene. I'm glad to know that it seems to work out of that context as well
