Word of the Day Challenge #71-Untitled Poem

Beneath my feet
crystal grass tinkles
each step
another broken shard
driven through my heart
at how callous you are.
Nightmares gave way to light
beneath your sheltering hand
monsters driven
back into the woods
barred
broken down.
Bleak shawl
worn as a cowl
drawn over my head
pushed back
feeling the sun again
upon my face.
Song birds
chirp
chitter
sweet romance
on spring’s air
I came to you
tentative smile
pleading desperation
please do not hurt.
Stand upon the pier
gaze upon silver streaked waves
lover’s lament
tears mixed with rain
as I watched your hand
finally
slowly
slip beneath the surface.

©Nov. 9/19
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