Dark Times Ahead: (August 28th,2020) Poem by DM W
Dark Times Ahead: (August 28th,2020)
Rating: ★5.0
Summer's pale flesh
Is now fatally wounded,
By the incessant
Driving nails of the bitter
Wind and rain. Sorrows
Cut deep. And I fear that things
Will only get worse.
Fragments of mercy and faith
Lie scattered on these
Cold and lonely, dead end streets.
The light is dying,
And no one communicates,
With one another,
Anymore. Dark times ahead.
Thursday, September 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,sorrows
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12/26/2025 12:53:21 AM # 1.0.0
A poem that seems to drain of any start off colour as the reader progresses though it. To be trapped in a bleak, gray and vast cement factory or just a solitary figure on a lunar landscape. Nicely presented and extremely well written too. A full score and added to my Spitting Image's John Major favourites. And thank you Dominic for sharing.