WITH VOICELESS MOUTH, in this dusky night!!!!
Originally posted on Ellie Belfiglio:
Night and silent fiction,
Full and gloomy with abstraction.
Miles of skies and forever alive,
Somber and thick, always thrive!
The growing man, the aging woman-
The weary lives, minds full of plan,
Big empty homes, roads with frost,
Sunset that fades, dawn we can’t trust.
Sky so eternal, but sometimes full of offense-
Showing aging woman nothing but suspense.
Youth that had flamed like a wild thing;
It had bloomed like a rose of spring.
The wasteful youth, its harsh blow,
Or wild desire, with color like rainbow!
Now I hum, I hum with fright-
With voiceless mouth, in this dusky night!!!!