Surrender Poem by Susan Marie Watkins
Surrender
At sunset,
Before a linen-draped altar,
Save for your fear,
She’d have pledged her troth
With almond-shaped eyes,
While glittering, golden motes
Swirled through the air
Like stardust.
But now,
Like empty offerings
Before a barren altar,
A tear-stained note,
A tarnished ring of gold &
Crimson roses spilling
Over a black-shrouded casket.
The contrast of rich abundance, atmosphere and vivacity with that of loss and the overtones of death is cleverly stark. A finely scribed piece. t x
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4/24/2024 11:05:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Susan! Another splendid poem you've written ! ! (10) ! ! Thad