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The Eclectic Pen - Stained Glass

By: Alan (arkrebel) -   + 24 more  
Date Submitted: 2/6/2007
Last Updated: 2/6/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 196
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Stained Glass 'Twixt distant dreams and past regrets the walls of pain are found. Foreboding barriers left standing too long too high too deep into the night Where ghosts and demons danced and twirled ...laughing... As each brick was placed one upon the other Building walls of silence To quiet a screaming heart. A heart... whose voice grew weak and raspy Through time and tears, able to speak only in verse... of dreams and angels... ...sensed but not seen ...felt but not touched ...sought but not found. Hope growing ever dim, Once fiery and proud, Reduced to ash and embers amongst which I walked... ...Behind the walls, Treading painfully as my soul was scorched and burned, leaving tender scars to serve as mortar for every brick. And there I remained, Held captive and lost, While I jousted with the demons, Quill against sword... love against fear... faith against death. Yet a window remained. Glass stained by sweating palms, by tear soaked cheek, by dust and dirt and soot from flames that burned within Unable to escape to warm the heart of another, So left to consume only itself... Feeding upon the refuse of wasted time and wasted love Until only a flicker remained. A small light casting great shadows and one small luminance against the glass... A reflected beacon of hope's eternal dream Unquenched and unquenchable slipping furtively through the window and into the night. As a bottled note, Cast on the oceans of time Seeking one heart one soul one love who perchance might peer through windows of her own.

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