Worrying by Richard H. Fay The imprint of the worlds worst sorrows Are laid across your wearied face like Jagged cracks along a porcelain mask. Ragged lines drawn by times cruel hand Are deepened by stories of anguish and strife. Storm clouds trouble your toilworn mind, Black thoughts darken your wavering soul. A multitude of angry words and foul deeds Weigh heavily upon your gentle spirit, Dragging you down into a sea of despair. Climb aboard a tempest-tossed ship. Let tattered sails carry you far away From the dreadful land of nightmares. Drop your anchor in a brighter port And leave your sombre sadness behind. (Originally published in Skyline Magazine, Autumn 2007.) Copyright © 2007 Richard H. Fay #poem #poetry #worrying
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