An Endless Need

An Endless Need

 Sleep eludes me an endless need

I feel the abyss and the fear

That curls under each desire

Indefinable loneliness

Self-inflicted tragedies

Undertones and whispered overtures

Dreams still clinging

Whatever they mean it matters

Glimpses of an ancient ghost

Shadows on the wall

Running hands over history

The deep grey of stone

Sensing its past, the enduring cold

Moss-green walls

I look at the dappled forest floor

But the rock is undisturbed

There is honeysuckle in the air

And deep pink petals swirl into the void

With the slowly drifting leaves

© Ann Bagnall and, 2014.


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