Written for Paul Brookes' ekphrastic challenge - one poem a day in April 2021.
Sylvia
I never coped the way I thought I should
I never meant to suffer for my art
I faded like a shadow in the woods
I always knew the bad came with the good
And one day you would likely break my heart
I never coped the way I thought I should
When words spill out they gush in bitter flood
or sting and burn just like a poisoned dart
I faded like a shadow in the woods
Did you behave the only way you could?
Come each new day I'd hope for some fresh start
I never coped the way I thought I should
When next to you I felt some kind of dud
They didn't care that I was pretty smart
I faded like a shadow in the woods
And now it feels like sinking in the mud
And finally we'll always be apart
I never coped the way I thought I should
I faded like a shadow in the woods
Tim Fellows 2021
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