Midnight tolls and those awake are grieving
Loss, lament, the dark, make all seem sharper
Shadow-outlined sorrow feels believing
Thought-inflicted loops become a carper
Diminished hope has shriveled with the gloom
Alone, denied another’s caring soul
Deep gray blots out the shining of the moon
Out to the depths, wading beyond the shoals
Wee hours slowly pace an endless sentence
Of cheer removed from hearts congealed with pain
And allocate themselves to life’s repentance
Belittled by illusion’s veiling bane
At last deep sleep gives nodding rest a chance
And dreams prevail that lift that veil to dance
I entered this poem in The River Muse’s Winter Writing Challenge 2013 that was inspired by a sonnet written by Luke Prater. Kelly Letky was chosen the winner. Your entry did not have to be in a sonnet form but I did use it as a base for mine.
I’m publishing it for the first time for dVerse Poets Open Link Night # 81: http://dversepoets.com/2013/01/29/openlinknight-week-81/ Claudia hosts tonight.