Seraph

Posted by Robert Anderson On Saturday, November 14, 2009 0 comments



sullen on a stairwell
remaining quiet and dead
a lonely angel in her tears
condemned what love had bled


it was when beauty rang as true
beyond a darkened storm
that through a dream which bloomed and bloomed
she took an earthly form


embracing what true offerings
our realm just may extend
when chasing what she longed to have
a lifetime she would spend


to have and hold the heart of one
who promised her a life
which would not veil her deep in gloom
and yet he drew a knife


that aimed to see what may derive
from there within her heart
and as he twisted it in her
it tore her world apart


and so she turned that knife away
to bury it in him
then doubted she could trust again
as dreams do ripen dim



Posted by Robert Anderson at Saturday, November 14, 2009
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