I lay there
On the hard floor,
Letting the darkness
Swallow me up as the
Setting sun bereaved my room
Of light. Spirit was already
Bereaved of desire for anything
That once brought to me happiness. Hot tears
Cleansed the soul, but not entirely. I prayed
To my Father in heaven. This too
Soothed my soul, but a vacancy
Remained. He said, “I gave You
Friends for times such as these.
Seek them.” And I did.
With dear friends I’m
Not alone


Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

Double Etheree
Two Etheree stanzas, where the second one is reversed.
Syllabic count: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Rhyme not required



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