By the Sill

By the Sill

“The power of a woman is her will.”

Long years ago, a trembling heart
Stood there beneath my sill
Chanting for a crumb from me
Too soon, he broke my will
And so I reached out tenderly
To gently touch his face
He stole away each tiny crumb
Then left without a trace
The light and shadow from the sky
Came to scorn my sin
As I waited by the sill
Each day and night for him
The days passed all too quickly
As months turned into years
Yet, a trembling heart awaits
A meager crumb; she fears

©Kay Salady

 

Image Credit:  windowsill by r0xyz3r0 on DeviantArt

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on February 28, 2016, in Kay Salady Poetry, love poetry, poetry, quote, the poetry of kay salady, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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