Ascent
Staring up to the ceiling
She saw the plaster flaking
The building showing disrepair
Distraction no disguise for her shaking
The white marble stark
but soft and warm to the touch
She stumbled at the steps
The flowers in her clutch
She saw his feet
as the tears began to flow
Looking up she saw his body
Surrounded by an outer glow
The pain resident in her soul
Rapidly disappearing
She climbed the steps
towards him, persevering
Her ascent was slow
and somewhat extreme
Taking her hands
he lifted her from her dream
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Dream
Marble
Plaster
Resident
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Stunning poem
Thank you so much! I appreciate it 🙂
What a nice poem.
Thank you so much! 🙂
Beautiful poem.
Beautiful, Christine! Soft and loving!