Falling

April 25th, 2009 by Linda Jenkinson
You,
In benign blessing smiled down on me,
Gave me all I crave.
Then came with evil grin
Slashed and rendered all you gave.

You
Laid waste to life and mocked the dream,
Laughed at fidelity.
Drawn and quartered
In gray pallor of reality.

You
Set me high upon a silver cloud.
Lining blocked the smog
Until, illusion revealed,
The cloud was endless fog.

I fell.
My deafening screams
Resounded in the echo of your jest.
A pervasive howling
In the deepening mist.

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2 Responses to “Falling”

  1. Barb Says:

    It is quite obvious that you take a certain amount of pride in your work and I find that quite refreshing in today’s world.

  2. Linda Jenkinson Says:

    What can I say? I’m blushing. Thank you!

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