The Apocalypse--A Revelation ... Chapter Forty-One (first draft)



The Apocalypse--A Revelation ... Chapter Forty-One (first draft)


https://allpoetry.com/poem/13641971-The-Apocalypse--A-Revelation-...-Chapter-Forty--first-draft--by-Lucretia-Mccloud

Kim sent Sabrina home in the morning to try to sleep
while she finished her shift. Her workload unfortunately
in spilled blood steeped deep. While Wayne's condition secret
she promised herself from Sabrina to keep until strong enough
she Sabrina this hurtle to leap.

Sabrina felt somehow that Kim wasn't confiding.
That Wayne's situation must be grave.
Kim's love for Sabrina concealing. Finding out true facts...
no not from Kim to be revealing

so as to protect Sabrina's heart from tragically dividing
like a rupture suddenly from darkened skies

striking
lightning
carving, crashing,
hollowed out a cavern
in rising rivers thrashing

as thunder drowns out all wails and cries
though echoing between gaps spread wide,
dividing mere humans from bridging in love

since walls are thought too high or slippery
for bone weary whose aching fingers curled or frozen
do not grasp

these tasks horrendous

with crumbling to no footholds
small or large provided
to aid in a fast or steady enough climb \
before totally lost in confusion
a once stable sound mind.

Why Sabrina wrote
five years ago today
words to help heal

to again bind wounds
with promises divine.

Words Kim searched for when her husband died
to her remind. Although, Sabrina felt death's sting too,

hopefully she not too soon
these words for herself again renew
though lately Sabrina shuffled about
as if going blind:

For These I Weep

While

My Precious,
My Beautiful One

SLEEPS,

Shrouded

In Such Blueness,

Azure
Blueness
                                       
Of Sky;
Of Sea,

For Me?....                                                 

I Weep.

*

In Memory,
My morning?

Apples; Oranges; Watermelon—               

A Rainbow!

Bountiful                                          Fruitage                                      Delicious!                                                   

Till....                                                         

Past FRUITS                                      SPEWED                                                VIBRANT and VIOLENT

In Bow!

BURST
Forth                                         
My Bounty

Over

The bow!                                         

A Sea                                                    SO Fierce—
                                    Terrifying!!!                                     

Through                                                    Black                                                Moonless Night                           

ENDLESS                                                     

I Weep.

*

While

My Precious,
My Beautiful One

SLEEPS,

Shrouded

In Such Blueness,

Azure
Blueness                                       

Of Sky;
Of Sea,

For Me?....                                                 

I KNEEL.

*

Before

The Window                                        Veiled
Shadows, Whispers, Sighing—

My world.

My life?

Limp; Listless like
Tropical curse....

Sprue?                                                   

Till....                                                       

Past PROMISES, PROCLAIMED—
Even
Reclaimed

Bubbles and Bowl me
Over!                         
In Joy!

BUOYS
Forth                                         
My Heart;
                              OVERJOYED!                                           

A Light, SO Bright—
                                Frightening!!!                                 

Through                                                Black                                               
Moonless Night                             

ENDING?                                                     

I Weep.                                                   

Yes!                                                         
For THESE

I  Weep.                                                                                                         

(Based on Lamentations chapter 3; Ecclesiastes 9:5, 10; Acts 24:15 and Mark 5:35-43)

https://allpoetry.com/poem/12135056-For-These-I-Weep-by-Lucretia-Mccloud

... TO BE CONT'D




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