Poem: ‘The Reluctant Bride’

This is an old poem I wrote quite a while ago. I’m not quite sure what to make of it now but thought it was worth putting on here, anyway!

Drowning.

A crimson sun, a sea of gold, reflecting

the weight of duty,

a burden, an obligation.

Somewhere, tucked in shadows,

a gift, a hope, a candle flickers

and dies.

The last glorious rays are visible, just.

Drowning.

Thanks for stopping by. Polite and/or constructive comments always welcome.

Ro x

P.S. I note I have a few followers already – thanks so much, means a lot to know there are people out there who are reading my blog and want to know when there’s something new to read –  I hope my posts are worth your while 🙂

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