18 August 2009

Epitomes Of Grace

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sickness still remains a sting
that steals vitality, keenly fed
on anguish bled from trauma
deep, tension wed to agony in
thrall to grief; no pleasure left
to ease ambiguous disgrace
endured as much inured and
endlessly emphatic pain

treachery has schemed in wine
to solace-seek with shame;
I sip inspired on fine and aged
epitomes of grace – memories
weave lines embracing
features of your face
© 2 July 2009, I. D. Carswell