Twilight Of Consciousness

Twilight Of Consciousness
By Bobbi Sinha-Morey

 

I hid in shadows
anchored to earth
by shallow roots,
waiting for the smile
of unexpected light,
hope inaudible as
dreams secreted away
from me, this sole
unquiet thing idling
in my quivering spirit
making a toy of any
thought. Like a candle
carved in the darkness
my mind is another
story, unhelped by any
wind. In the pause of
deepest silence I’ve
wrested with my emotion
and lain pressed against
the broken door of my
wintering soul. Only in
the greying light do I
see my final and brief
distinction, a death
certificate neatly penned.

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Bobbi Sinha-Morey is a reviewer for the online magazine Specusphere and a poet. Her poetry can be seen in places such as Orbis, Gloom Cupboard, Falling Star Magazine, Pirene’s Fountain, and Bellowing Ark, among others. Her latest book of poetry, Rain Song, is available at  www.writewordsinc.com
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