river of sorrow
first I lost my love
then I quickly lost my mind
encapsulated in glass
crashing headlong downstream
toward the convergence
known as the styx
consumed by the great marsh
my mind disappeared
deep within the underworld
leaving me cold and empty
and unable to understand
exactly what afflicted
my ailing heart
may two thousand fourteen
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Thank you for reblogging this poem, Steve.
Haunting. I really loved this work 🙂
Thanks so much, Miwako.
powerful poem.
Thank you, Kirsten.
I can feel your sadness in this poem.
Thanks for commenting on this piece, Lola – so nice to see you here again.
unable to understand
exactly what afflicted
my ailing heart…………………..beautifully depicted the whirls of lost souls
with regards
thank you so much for visiting here again and commenting on this piece
Such a perfect description of that kind of darkness!!
Thank you so much, Suzy.
not knowing what was lost…this was so deep and heartfelt
thank you very much my friend – so nice to see you back visiting here
So often we are not aware how bad it is,
Sometimes that’s not a bad thing, either.
Deeply moving…lost love is madness is death.
Thanks, Melanie – I couldn’t agree more.
Very deep and powerful, John, loved it!
Thank you so much, Lauren.