Daily Prompt: Facade

Shorn


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Shades of Light Drift on the Dawn

In a Tangled Web of Memory,

Where Ripples Touch what now is Gone

To Tantalize this Ache in me.


Crumbling Facade that once Stood Bright

With Colours Clear as Shimmering Morn,

Now Leak the Fading, Breaking Light,

Bleak and Cold as a Lamb first Shorn.


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via Daily Prompt: Facade at The Daily Prompt


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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Image found on Google.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist. Thank You~


 


 


 


Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, creative writing, Grief, Loneliness, Lost Love, poetry, Writing, Writing Prompt, ~Morgan~
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Published on September 29, 2016 08:47
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