In the long shadows
alone in the falling night
ripples of grief flow
through the empty chambers
of my broken heart
the unfathomable future
drives an enigmatic mood
the moment incomprehensible
the future now a mystery
as I sit with these feelings
everything around me
fades to darkness
in the quiet solitude
of this desolate place
I feel you near
and your whispers
carry me safely
to morning
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 