A Dolorous Night

A foolhardy wish in the dolorous night

drowning in the pounding rain, 

washes away like the riverbanks clay,

over red clover terrain.

 

A foolhardy wish in the dolorous night

crying is the mourning dove,

flees about in the desert drought,

neath' the moon’s heath; thereof.

 

A foolhardy wish in the dolorous night

dying with the ebbing time,

 mirage of trees in the oasis breeze,

in the cold and fool’s gold clime.

 

 

Author's Note

thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Stella Armour]

A beautiful read Rose.... thank you xx

[SyberRose]

So nice to see you dear...and thanks for peeking in today...hugss