Life’s Defeat

Greetings, Readers ~

Thumbing through my handwritten journal, I found this short poem. Like much of my writing, it was probably scribed sometime after midnight when I should be sleeping. Those nights are plenty. It is raw writing, as is much of my unpublished poetry, but descriptive of how I have been feeling lately.

This was almost a year ago. Today, I feel the same as I did then.

Be well,


~ ~ ~ ~ ~


How dare the winds
Of fate blow through
A heart that mourns
The loss of you

A life that ended
A willing choice
The reaper, meet

It lay its dark
On light’s front step
The sun that lit
Away, it swept

The veil of night
Forever more
Casts its shadow
At my door.

Copyright 2012, Jana Brock. All rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.

About Jana Brock

We don't see things as they are. We see things as we are.
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