Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Draped in moon shadow

Picasso's The Tragedy


Draped in moon shadow, dressed in a tailored sorrow
There is a weight to the asphyxiating air
Heavy-laden with a diaphanous vapors
Hardened by a lingering soft touch

They stand together but are too much alone 
Heads bowed in both quiet faith and surrender
Despair is seldom as sweet as when her sounds are spoken in memories
Fractured hearts can little support slumping shoulders
Darkened eyes laid to the ground obscuring view

Even after souls disappear, hopes and curses remain
Neither the angels in a broken heaven 
Nor the wretches held deep in the brooding sea
Can ever sever a loved soul's eternal memory


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