And the Wretchedness of the End of Things
by Rebecca Kolodziej
Sorrow bribed this sombre heart
swayed by calamities written in leaves of black
and inscribed on stone are tales of old,
a covert for soundless abandon
yet on pathways tread, on gravel grey
we amble with the dead
the dance of death is the final breath
a whirlwind, swirling until we expire
and the wretchedness of
the end of things
come with lullabies and woe
stories haunt and memories jaunt
and we find ourselves in tow--
in the reapers domain
cloaked in obsidian flame
he wanders soundlessly below
a wraith of the past, his death kiss unchaste
he takes all by the song of the crow
hushed by wind of winter heart
we'll wander until we know--
when it's time to meet what's thine
in coffin, earth, and stone
swayed by calamities written in leaves of black
and inscribed on stone are tales of old,
a covert for soundless abandon
yet on pathways tread, on gravel grey
we amble with the dead
the dance of death is the final breath
a whirlwind, swirling until we expire
and the wretchedness of
the end of things
come with lullabies and woe
stories haunt and memories jaunt
and we find ourselves in tow--
in the reapers domain
cloaked in obsidian flame
he wanders soundlessly below
a wraith of the past, his death kiss unchaste
he takes all by the song of the crow
hushed by wind of winter heart
we'll wander until we know--
when it's time to meet what's thine
in coffin, earth, and stone
Rebecca Kolodziej is a poet and writer hailing from Wales, UK. She enjoys spending her days reading Edgar Allan Poe, painting pictures of nature, and spending her time freeing her creativity in many forms. Rebecca has had success in her short horror stories accepted in magazines and anthologies around the world and has embarked on her new passion of writing raw, deeply honest poetry that comes from the soul.