In the early morning
I walk through yellow light
And mists of green and pearly blue
That chase away the night.
I listen to the peace that falls
In the fluttering of wings
And the song of life and love and death
When the blackbird sings.
I will let it enter to fill the empty space
Where love and life have turned to death
And heartache has your face.
I will keep the blackbird’s song
When I turn to walk away
And the beauty I saw in the morning light
When I still thought you would stay.
Lovely piece 🙂
Reblogged this on Seumas Gallacher and commented:
…LUVLY piece from Jane Dougherty 🙂
Powerful and poignant.
Thank you for your kind comment 🙂
That’s lovely. Poignant.
I’m glad you enjoyed it, Carol.
heart wrenching!
It might sound unhealthy, Carole, but I enjoy making myself cry. I’m glad your heart was wrenched too.
Lovely poem Jane.
Thank you Sherri; glad you enjoyed it.
A powerful piece 🙂
Thanks. I suppose we’ve all been there. That emptiness is maybe one of the feelings it’s easiest to empathise with.
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Reblogged this on LindaSTaylor and commented:
Romance does not always end happily ever after … that’s why I write Romance.