“ The Dark of Limbo ” ~ begs a morrow ~

I reach for her
Tho well I know
‘Tis but a shadow
I shall find,
I call her name
And hear awash
Its echoed sound
Implying limbo’s tide
Has carried it beyond…

In shades abutting dark
I barely see her face,
As I endure await
An end to limbo’s fate,
Thus beg that morrow
Finds an escape,
Where she may reach
The end of sorrow,
Beyond the dark of limbo!

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“ Shades ” ~ of an instant ~

There is a bend

In every road

That lies ahead,

Which I envisage

Observe in time,

As  gods but lend

A meagre shade,

Of fleeting instant

Said be a lifetime,

They hypothecate

Up to ebbing tide,

So make ye haste

For one more taste,

As life pulls nearer

To its fated last reside!