Poetry from Barbara Kasey Smith’s Corner of the World:
Flurries crust my eyelids
breezes caress the soul.
Stars glitter in heaven
ole man moon lips a smile.
Beauty captures all essence
light reveals an eternal path.
I’m far from my roots
a remote land welcomes contentment.
The place we met and fell in love
days drifted into perpetuity.
Death drew him absent everlasting
into a land of an unknown situation.
My spirit aches for periods together
bolts to the empty tomb of my heart.
Love endures where stone stands
echoes of the past trouble my spirit.
I’m left weak as a stripped bough
no life, no desire, no happiness.
A season thirsty for a renewal
a chance to feel alive and vibrant
a red rose unscathed by human hands.
Seeks to find peace in times of darkness
a return to vitality, covets, aspirations, life…
ability to capture the essence of love again.
Flurries crust my eyelids…
leaves my soul strangled and eager.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem – Copyright 2015 – Use by Permission Only.