Greetings from...the Road to Nowhere

Greetings from...the Road to Nowhere

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Soul Effort

by Brenda Blakey

His was a fool’s dream
To wish for her requited love.
He had failed before but
This time he would succeed.
One last whisper in prayer then,
While his body slept on goose down,
His spirit hovered over her house;
He wrenched out his heart completely.
It salted over her sleeping form.
Now she would return his love.
But, unfortunately, he would no
Longer have the heart for it.

No comments:

Post a Comment