Rhythm

Inside the catastrophic soul
The uneasy tempo
of a heart
echoes
amid litter
of longings before
where daylight once shone
now only shadowy
feelings of
sorrow
sit silently
bearing the burden
of lovers and loss and logic
justifying existence
for being
alone
but never
believing that love
can e'er be found if sought.
Do not ask for the
impossible
when
the miracle
that you once knew
dances like sparks crackling
from logs on the fire
burnt again
when
you reached
to touch the flickering
flame burning with vengance.


~Peter Damian Harzewski ©2-8-2005