Preturnaturallyweepy eyes cloud glassblurring troth for triumphnothing to be realizedat half-lightMinor-chord scoreobscures understandingin endless gloamingall the sad songs are so sadthe dark places pitch-dark
12.03.2016
Fugitive Justice
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Beautifully expressed, my friend.
ReplyDeleteall the sad songs are so sad
ReplyDeletethe dark places pitch-dark
There are times when all appear to be against the groove. Patience is most tested!
Hank
"Gloaming" is one of my favorite words. It is so much more melancholy to me than "twilight."
ReplyDeleteI'm intrigued by the title of the piece and it's link to the poem. How dark the world must seem to someone who is denied justice.
ReplyDeleteSo sad.
ReplyDeleteThe light references create such visual contrast...lovely.
ReplyDeleteLove how you have used the light as metaphor for emotions... it's like a Caravaggio painting almost.
ReplyDeleteYou are right... it does feel like that... dim, dark, darkest
ReplyDeleteYour final couplet, has.. well.. a finality to it, a perfect epigram.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted!
ReplyDeleteI somehow feel like that. Troth for triumph is pleasing to my ear and intriguing to my mind.
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