The relic in me...

by Gracy Judith   Jun 28, 2020


where is the need to rake the fire?
the flames never wither
the embers lie illuminated
the heart burns upon the hearth
days cascade into a pit of void
I am a relic of melancholy that burns.
a catatonic body
of sad things standing tall.
you see, I am no place of worship
the church bells chime at a distance
far beyond

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  • 3 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    A beautifully written piece that has a melancholy theme but also an inner strength seeps through. For it takes strength to stand up and accept and be at peace what cannot be changed. Well done. Milly x

    • 3 years ago

      by Gracy Judith

      Thanks so much dear Milly for your kind comments. Humbled. Feeling motivated to pen a new one now...

  • 3 years ago

    by D.

    You have a great awareness in your writing. I've said it before but the word choice is immaculate once more. I find your writing style very methodical whilst free to breathe at the same time. You definitely have a style, and it's apparent after only reading a few poems from you.

    • 3 years ago

      by Gracy Judith

      Thank you Daniel for reading and for your review. Much appreciated. Cheers.

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