Forlorned

Dark night of soul, preface we
dwell in scurry of forest floor
searching for lost prophecy.

Ever a man, prey in the moire –
amongst the woodland creatures
slinking, sinking deeper – evermore.

Sunlight, crest upon we seekers –
bring our task into day –
show prophecy has no speakers…

Allow mankind to fade away.
For love so betrayed our world
That all we have left to say –

I no longer care.

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© 2014 John Allen Richter
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About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here. View all posts by johnallenrichter

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