Dangling Promise

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Dangling Promise

crystalique; embroidered tale,
a promise had been sworn,
a liturgy –

the masterpiece to give
a broken soul,
a commitment
[for the first time]

whisking pledge, hanging force,
to keep the Love alive;
sinking with passing time
in hourglass drifting seasons

spec
by
spec
[s
u
c
k
i
n
g
down]
falling through
crashing at bottom’s frame –

spreading granules, engulfed;
a story never to be told
glimmering hope[never dies]
hanging on the dangling promise,
your story, shiny – cold

the promise, the promise,
glamorous tease;
your promise, the promise
you’d write –
never leave …
IT shines so brightly,
swallowed in blackened,
crystalline disillusions –
dangling above me

~ It’s dVerse OpenLinkNight hosted by Claudia!

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Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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19 Responses to Dangling Promise

  1. That sucking down really caught me… such sadness,

  2. brian miller says:

    powerful little verse…i like the visual of the sand…of that time slipping away….and to find that it was all a illusion of disillusion…sad.

  3. Laurie Kolp says:

    So sad and empacting. Too many make promises they just can’t keep.

  4. Mary says:

    Whew, this is very vivid. I also love the style of your poem.

  5. Dangling but out of reach – the frustration is palpable, but never gets the best of the poem. Instead you stay strong. Nice.

    Best,
    Ana

  6. claudia says:

    [s
    u
    c
    k
    i
    n
    g
    down]…. wonderful…love how you played with the layout here to make your point…

  7. FeatherMoon says:

    I’m left with many emotions but stirred by the whisper of truth when words disappear. Beautiful ~

  8. Beth Winter says:

    I feel the magic of newfound possibility and then the disappearance of self as the stronger personality controls the relationship, the smothering, the drowning. It is sad. Well written.

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