Daily Archives: April 26, 2017
Remote Doting
there are no words
left to summon
once the mind surrenders reason
hearts succumb
in paper prisons
pining to be freed from treason
in this realm
of false ideals
we gaily taunt such daunting perils
sipping poison from the petals
trapped in penned epistles puerile
peppering the pages
ghostly voices
neither here
nor there
staring off into the wintry
void of whims most cavalier
waiting on a strangerโs rescue
with a somber song in tow
onward, through the shrouded garden
guided by a light unknown
vision hindered by such tender words
arrived from worlds away
crafted with astute precision
love inferred by lone hearts splayed
risking all despite the chance
of falling into false endeavor
blighted by promised romance
a fool is naught but fraught forever
PenneyVanderbilt 