Dark Wisdom Poem by Sarah Sisson

The wisdom of a rotten soul
is dark and tarnished turned from gold.

A magic that inspired time
was just enough to make love blind.

A lust forgotten for the truth
came running from a spell. Aloof...

...and seeking summertime of life
amidst the worn out game of strife...

...accustomed to a longer day
that wasn't far but went astray.

For what it longed for when the few
forgotten pleasures went askew.

A little turmoil and the kiss
of undesired savage myth...

...to rule the understated mass
of my illusions and my wrath.

Copyright 03-04-2009