This Is Not To Suffer 
the thinning years of a lifespan 
roped by bitter nightfall 
the volt of mourning that 
mourns the range of ambition to success 
the blind rodent that frees 
itself of self-preservation 
the hard days of unknowing that 
last beyond the taking of bread 
and the meadow that aches of 
aloneness, aches to drive a soul inward. 
This is not to suffer, 
the long giving of love 
that receives none in return. 
Allison Grayhurst is a member of the League of Canadian Poets. She has over 675 poems published in journals. She has eleven published books of poetry, seven collections, seven chapbooks; www.allisongrayhurst.com 
Allison,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem. Good job!
Your new friend,
David Fox