I wrote this poem earlier today and as I am in a reflective moment in my life, I share this heart broken memory with you.
Atmospheric
Howling visceral winds, torment… screaming into the tunnel of my breaking love.
Lashing, saturating rains, sheets of aqua cry down to the portal of my soul.
Black ice, spears my beat-less heart, before it shatters before your you.
By Helen Stallard
19 July, 2014.
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