Wrought Iron Gates Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Wrought Iron Gates

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Wrought iron gates
Swing open

They permit me entrance
To see the past

It seems this place is always
Grey

Even when the sun comes
Out
To
Play

I kneel beside you
Though you sit beneath me

Gallons words and space
Echo inside me

I pat the earth
Hoping to warm your
Frozen heart

Perhaps your skeleton smiles
Your heart beats
For a while

Wrought iron gates
Swing open

They permit me exit
From the past

I step into the busy street
Of life

And dare to take
A
Glance
Back

I wonder if you heard my footsteps leaving
I wonder if your wounds are still bleeding

I wish I could lie
Beside you

But I must go on
Without you

I must carry the life
Inside you

Breathing so you can live
Sleeping so I can die

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Vanessa Kingsley

Vanessa Kingsley

Colorado Springs, Colorado
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