A Farewell To Spring Poem by Gainor Ventresco

As Persephone to Hades
lower, lower into the fire
but this time, there will be no Spring
Let the Great Mother wander the barren earth
she will not find me
No fresh and dewey morning
can lure me from this grave
No greening bud or trickling waters
seduce me or open my eyes
There is comfort beneath the moss covered soil
A lullaby of finality
a dirge of somber freedom
Spring holds no beauty now
only eternity can redeem such a life as this
My sin is mortal
my punishment Divine