The passionate pen
parades across an empty page
leaving lines of a life
that will last for an age.
We pause and wonder,
with innocent guise,
just what is going on
behind calculating eyes.
As the nib scars the surface
of the delicate leaf,
the ink leaves a legacy
of time, so brief.
For beneath heavy lids
lie eyes that deceive,
leaving scars on the flesh
and a heart lost in grief.
Written by Darren Scanlon, 12th January 2016.
Revised by Darren Scanlon, 4th Feb 2017.
© 2017 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

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