Love’s Limbo
The scoffing sun
her temperance far gone
My heart
shriveled, drained
of the very essence
of the one I love
and the one that I was
I’m dying here
in this barren land
of broken hearts
and shattered dreams
No more does my soul
long for the quench
of a lovers embrace
For now
I can only desire
sweet temperance
from the sun
for this love-forsaken place
This place that is void
of my once vibrant heart
~*~
04/22/06
This was written for a poetry writing challenge to write a poem prompted with “the scoffing sun”.
Copyright © 2006 Brenda Barnhart