SORROWS' CONSOLED

Black rain fell from a grumbling sky,

The day, I knew, my happiness died

Nightingales sang such strange lullabies,

When joy became extinct from my eyes

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I snuck around like a small-time thief,

Searching for secrets, time tried to keep

When distant screams, invaded my sleep,

Tears insisted, I contemplate grief

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At times my pain was all-consuming,

Her conjured tears, forever looming

Revenge served cold seemed so pretentious,

I traded hate for mended fences…

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Suckling the breast of a Mother’s lie

Crushing my spirit, her angel cried

My inkwell whispers of words untold,

In deep-green eyes, my sorrows' consoled

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© Wendy Phelan - 13 July 2019

Image, Courtesy of, Catherine Heath

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