Blur of echoes
Chiding voices
Stirring
Perpetually conferring

 

Hemmed in
Pending
End to lament unending

 

Choices
Spent
Thence,
Dishonored by time

 

For very best intent
Repenting
Lack of rightful comprehension

 

Misplaced pride
Unbending
A tale of most sorrowful ending

 

Ne’er amending
Life distending
Honor crimes
Depriving grace

 

From another time
From another place
Beneath the eyes of pale design
Lies another face

 

Pain
Captured
Rapture
Drained

 

Desperate
To pull away
From rigid frame
Indefinite

Of gossamer and ash
Forever pillars in
This stature
Howbeit
Ne’ermore chained

 

With steady hand
Tis stained
Clocks wound back
Once static
Now emphatic
Set to breathe again

 

Choices
Lent
Thence,
Time-honored

 

Remembrance of lipstick on the collar
How it came to be
Glimpses
Of the ocean sea
Through focal tinted rose

 

These ghosts
Of grey tone
Given grace
Bound for home

 

Eloquent evermore
Through third eye
Of a lens adoring

 

Ne’er ending applause
In this theater of dreams

 

Life
Escapes
Whence death parades
This timeless waltz a serenade

 

Of gossamer and ash
Of eloquence
Of light
Of shade

 

To melt the ice
Of days gone by
To warm the hands
Of those once damned

 

Once were children
Dreams of grandiose
Frozen
As time slipped away

 

With steady hand
Now evergreen
Souls once hemmed in
Nowise pending
Offered rightful comprehension

 

Stir of echoes
Be free
Let go
Curse now lifted
Gifted
Sweet release

 

Of gossamer and ash
Of silk and ember
Kings and queens

 

Through restoring lens
Quite simply
Infinitely
Seen

 

 

 

 

Richard Charles Stevens

 

 

 

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