For Better Or Far Worse
And so he stood as shadows ran their course
across the fading words of failing life
fingering love’s beauty, eschewing strife
savoring the “better’s, tossing the “worsts”
for life had offered him both dark and light
to guide him through the lies of sainted knaves
cast him adrift to ride its breaking waves
on seas that wash ashore the moonless night.
Bereft of all the vestiges of man
alone within the emptiness of loss
his vision- an endless bridge to cross
unguided in the darkness of Light’s plan.
Love pained his clouded heart for it had lied
reneged on endless promises it made
left him a broken man nothing to trade
amid a thunderous turmoil it had died.
So does he harbor anger’s raging surf
its surging waves the lies of love’s deceit
denying him the solace of retreat
unable to reclaim love’s bloodied turf.
©2/20/2019
Enclosed Rhyme Poetry Contest
Emile Pinet
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