Black Waters


Black Waters

Time is drifting by

As a boat

On the relentless tide

Your voice is silent tonight

Yet your essence clings to me

These thoughts

They flow like silk

Coldly

Slipping through my fingers

I cannot catch them

As they fall away

Again

The descent towards darkness

The gentle murmurs

Of these black waters

Carry the echoes

Of your whispers

My heart is once more overfull

And the restless wind

And wheeling shadows

Surround me

Once more

Sweeping me away

© Ann Bagnall 2017.

 

 

 

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