Dark Poetry: “Uninvited”

Uniinvited
Uninvited
 
Something mysterious…
almost haunting
lingers within…
 
Heavy atmosphere,
and unknown energies dance
around her soul’s outer-edges…
 
A force, tugs at her aching heart through each sunrise
and follows after the late afternoon sunset,
and then again, as the moon rises to the night sky
to join the band of astrological constellations and stars.
 
Something silently lingers.
For it is present…
with no name,
but a driven force, that grows closer each day…
 
She is not alone.
 
An invisible presence follows her every waking move…
The blowing seasonal wind quietly whispers her given name,
but with a quick glance…
there is no gentleman or dame.
 
Her beating frightened heart, fills with varied emotions,
and tugs heavy on her curious soul…
For someone is constantly seeking…
There is a persistent goal.
 
But why do they call her name?
 
For her daily footsteps are followed,
and recorded, etched in the invisible air…
and whispers echo, passing through the
long strands of her hair…
 
The uninvited, hover above…
as she surrounds herself in nothing but
an overwhelming bounty of love…
 
Uninvited guests they are…
Yet persistent – here they stay.
 
No definite answers come to mind.
Although her spirit is unsure of what there is to find.
Echoes of their historical past, arise every day,
 
She calmly bows her head…
sending forth her wondering questions
as she feverishly prays…
 
And in response,
The wind blows ever so sweetly,
dancing throughout the cool air…
 
But why do they call her by name?
 
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Ariana R Cherry 2018

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