Grim Faces

It hung from the gallows 

maniacal in mind;

a noose to your neck. 

 

You had not forgotten,

though you never mentioned;

the silent burden, weighing heavy.

 

The way bell tolled,

with the beat of your heart;

that gave no forgiveness. 

 

With an edge to  your voice;

you dragged yourself down.

Into the fathoms deep

 

With soul searching eyes 

and questioning mouth;

to where, grim faces hide. 

 

You slide from the light;

to a void from the world. 

Into the depths,you depart

◄ The day they died

Feral Man ►

Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Tue 3rd Oct 2017 17:07

Thank you for your comments Cynthia,I very much appreciated them.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 3rd Oct 2017 11:35

Very hard-hitting, sustained and strong. It could apply to anything of deep consequence. The final stanza is a great conclusion.

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