not happy in this moment <br />pressure in the eyes <br />presages tears <br />but not the kind <br />that clear the vision <br />show the heart the way to walk <br />more like to be occlusive <br />shutting down those treasured <br />windows to the soul <br />bathing them in red <br />instead of crystal <br />the heavy thud of lead <br />instead of a celestial ring <br />around my finger <br />or in my ears now filled <br />with snuffles and with sobs <br />a childish threnody <br />that sings of heart strings severed <br />in the midst of joy <br />of hope all blackened on the vine <br />frost from a fading soul.<br /><br />Midnight Clarity<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-touch-of-sad/
