Passing

Time stretched as she faded;

Lengthened, folded in on time

Extended, never ended.

 

Eternity must have seemed

An earthly hell

Peopled intermittently by friends:

A nightmare dream of pain and daemons

 

What superhuman will

Kept her through those summer months

What need, desire or wish

Held death's sad end at bay?

 

In the end, fading faded

Light left, sylph shaded,

That faintest whisper'd breath sighed out

As we all knew it must.

 

‘Gainst our hopeless hopes

She saw a means to give us strength:

Fortitude, courage, power -

But death rewards us all with death.

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◄ Wilderness 2001, 2021

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Stu Buck

Thu 3rd Aug 2017 12:02

brilliant chris. i love the beautiful writing and the sense of dread throughout, but the hope is what brought me back to the poem. lovely stuff.

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