Biding Time

Wicked wind howls
An ethereal lonesome groan
Branches sway wildly
Under stress a tremored groan
River rises white caps
Lash violently toward the shore
Rain slashes monstrous
Claw upon her battered door

Cowering in the corner
Lights flicker silent fear
Trapped within confinement
Those walls do draw so near
Every move and thought un-spoke
From afar observed
Unseen eyes do constant watch
To glimpse of her unknown

Strain of life lived in lies
Marks deep her tattered soul
Truth unveiled but was not heard
Conveniently ignored
Steps outside and takes her place
Within the wrathful storm
Insanity breaks as thunder cracks
Lost once more in labyrinths pain

©2010 Jill Terry

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Riding the current of life's changing tides, while capturing my journey in images and words... View all posts by jill

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