a harp unstrung

Crimson Beckoning


 Originally published 2010 pearljam.com

what they see
is the sheen
the scarlet
and black
some call me
beautiful
but i wonder
what solace lies
within the
black depths
i walk beside
there is no
beauty in this
world
only pain
and loss
scarlet
amber and sandalwood
console me
no more
crimson is my soul
heartbreak
my only
friend

moonlight beckons

its shimmering visage
haunts the eddies below
peaceful
comfort lies there
in the vortex
hidden in mist
so lovely
so easy
to slip away
ease my sorrows
nothing
and
no one
left to hold
my heart
moonlight beckons
crimson

© copyright 2010 J. H.

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