letting go.

Letting go.

A remembrance of you is paroxysm of grief needless

A -mooning about for you is heartache quite pointless

I am weary with a hundred years ,I who was ageless

I must be absolved when I do myself a little kindness

I shall let the resplendent flame burn out to ashes

When I find all is endigue and my solitude is darkness

I shall make no tarry, no frantic ferret for matches

A little while and a little space I hope in earnest

You shall grow vague, and cease to be of consequence.

©Serene Blaq

2009

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~ by elfish dawn on January 21, 2010.

I actually have a poem with this title, of course it’s a lot shorter, I can never seem to write over 10 lines. None the less, othing hurts more than indifference.

Charles said this on January 21, 2010 at 12:49 pm | Reply
beautiful….

Nice blog you are getting going here… I look forward to reading more. =)

Samantha said this on January 30, 2010 at 7:01 am | Reply