I would like to introduce you all to my new friend and DUET partner yikici from
“A Poet’s Journey.” After reading some of her work, and previous collaborations
I knew I had to write with her. I consider myself fortunate to have had the
opportunity to write this piece with her and considered it a privilege and
an honor to collaborate and learn from someone as gifted with the written
word as she. Please drop by her blog and see her amazing talent for
yourselves at www.scribblingink.wordpress.com
Upon a lonely hill he stood,
An acorn resting in his palm,
Sweltering in the storm.
Young man in throes of despair
This shaking hand lets acorn drop,
Immortality’s symbol so deceiving.
A new life, a new hope
…was all he was seeking
Upon this lonely hill, he’s left seething.
Crushed by fates brazen cruelty,
Consumed by the power of her absence
Their hilltop…..begged for her presence.
In life, she was a natural beauty;
A gentle soul who loved him dearly,
Healed his heart,
Completed his soul,
He owed her his life, that he knows.
She was his angelic saviour,
For surely she saved him from himself;
She was his life’s purpose,
Unendingly it seemed
Unjustly ripped from his existence.
Trembling, he falls to one knee,
How he failed her when she needed;
His bended knee gives no reprieve
Too late to save, to protect;
On bended knee, so painfully different,
Than he ever could have envisioned.