Crossroad has been published in All of Me Vol. V, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. Featured art is by Flora Borsi.

Listen to Crossroad by Richard Charles Stevens (Dressed To Kill Suite)

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dignified the bones of she
given rise all hope to dream
distant tides now overseen
in her eyes wide open seas
.
barefoot
through the leaves
she traipsed
weary from the travel
incoherently she babbled
of the trials and tribulations she had faced
and situations which had hastened her persuasion to the deep consideration of disgrace
hurting from the pain of realisation she was facing the abrasive winds that underpinned the rain
every deviation led directly to this place again
the rough terrain where thoughts and deeds were slain
life became a game of blame when shame was entertained
yet she made no attempt to better dress restraint
.
barefoot
through the leaves
she traipsed
her changing face dismay disclosed
for silkwood trees the breeze unclothed
the air she breathed was decomposed
she slowed the pace
from heel to toe
and seemed a little predisposed
to laying prone
each vein exposed
the flowers in her bones thrombosed
frozen soil open
to receive the sigils burned
earthworms writhing
underneath
the gritted teeth
the lip that curled
if this was indeed to be
the way this rose unfurled
then she would be deemed fleeting in repose
.
hurting for a triumph
in defiance of defeat
amidst compliance to decree
that she had silently agreed
thus undermining firm belief
that led her
barefoot
through the leaves
.
that dressed her dreams in twining weave
.
caressed of theme
in kind
perceived
her weary eyes wept every destiny
suggested she should reap
.
dignified the bones of she
given rise all hope to dream
distant tides now overseen
in her eyes wide open seas
.
with harvest spoiled
all false thoughts toiled
her mortal coil recoiled at once
to bear the brunt of bargain foiled
remain of tongue appeased
.
remain of tongue appeased
remain of tongue appeased
remain of tongue appeased
.
barefoot
through the leaves
she traipsed
concurred to brace the bitter breeze
with blessèd smile
for every lesson learned
with no delay
in open frame
she reaffirmed the frozen lake
then slowed the pace
from heel to toe
and turned
.
then slowed the pace
from heel to toe
and turned
.
dignified the bones of she
given rise all hope to dream
distant tides now overseen
in her eyes wide open seas
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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