Maiden's Hope

poem by: Adam S
Written on Jan 27, 2018 

Gripping the kerchief, his scent still lingers in it's thread 
Contemplating agony in the midst of endless bloodshed
Soiled garments, filament fibers covered in deep red 
Could he still live, or has he perished on the beachhead

Anticipation fastened in bittersweet moments of memory
Thoughts anchored in false hope to carry on their legacy
A future of mystery and unknowns, best viewed tentatively
Never was she given a chance to mention her pregnancy

Overcome with youthful coyness, neither could fully admit
Unbroken bonds, tempered love, yet twain did they submit 
An eternal pledge birthing a golden ring with perfect fit
Whispering firmly “come back with your shield, or upon it”

As a stone she remained, stoic gaze, unshifting paradigm
Unaware her helpmate had fallen victim to the war crime
Dust had settled, no longer stirred, a century past their prime
Her spectral visage faded as she too had fallen to time

 

Tags: Sad, Love, Depressing, Pain, Deep,

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Reeves commented on Jan 27, 2018 at 8:57am
Good - you tell me why that might be so.
Christopher Russon commented on Jan 27, 2018 at 11:28am
Lovely poem.the passage of time.
Fadrian Bartley commented on Jan 27, 2018 at 5:59pm
LOVE IT
Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 28, 2018 at 2:49pm
...sad images in my mind..........good poem..

 

 

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