Sounds That Echo
Sounds that Echo
I have heard the deafening sounds of this raging River.
In her silence, echoes a voice that did make me quiver.
For, the essence of her diatribes at me, did deliver
a message so cruel, so cold, it made my spirit shiver
to think that all I gave, unappreciated was this giver.
From her heart, the depth of her soul, not a sliver
of compassion, of understanding, of acceptance.
She never even gave this silly old fool a chance
at the joys, the pleasures of a slow dance,
nor the intimacies, the passions of romance.
B. J. “A ” 2
May 17th 2017
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2017
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