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


This was written for a poetry writing challenge to write a poem prompted with “the scoffing sun”.

Copyright © 2006 Brenda Barnhart