Posted in Poems - A Collection of Expressions

I See You…

Take my hand

You who reach out from amidst the deep shadow

The dark undergrowth parting reluctantly around your pale palm

Bloodless

Leached of all hope

This, your attempt, a surge of life unwilling

To be overlooked, avoided, forgotten

Ignored

It is but a dot

A single unremarkable spot amidst the darkness that shines

Almost too brightly, as though lit with a fervence to outdo your

Good heart.

Ruth. P. – 2016 ©

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