jamais plus

never a sigh
will reach her ear
cover cold earth with lye
muddled
fragments
of yesteryear
sung
auld lang syne

two walls meet
blocking
twilight
a breathless
color
hue

some say
mood
a feeling
others
define
it
“blue”

never a touch
will wake her
stilled
unripen
thought

nor may a love
teach
her lessons
the ones she
so sadly
forgot

now

if
my pen
be humble
along
with my heart
go three fold

will I
jamais plus (never more)
my darling
write
jamais plus
to you
my love

jamais plus

bellerjeau

Easton, United States

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