Lewis R. Humphries- A Poem

The End of Something

Beneath the window’s bay, in a perfectly

angular square of shade, there slopes the

sunken hollow beside a mound of grassy loam.

And in the space lies her remnants, arched yet

lifeless as the void dictates, an existence

rendered idle by the motion of the blade.

She is consorted in indolence, (just

as in the feats of covetousness)

by her partner lying prone in juxtapose.

They were red hot lovers these two,

joined in a licentious collective, until their

ardor paid heed to the soft brogue of steel.

Its whisper so persuasive, as the

contentions of an adulterous tongue,

beguiling lives along a barbed incline

to meet their end. Fleet, sinuous thrusts,

and their vigorous monotony, soon

curbed the wield of fanciful promise.

Whilst song, their song, diminishes to resonance

through a density of fabric, gallant fleets

of soil bound in time to throttled beats.

From a plunging brink towards the fractured

earth, each altruistic wisp gives itself to the

necessary exploits of reprisal.

Lewis is a freelance writer and blogger based in Birmingham, UK. He also has a passion for creative writing, and has featured in magazines throughout the UK, U.S. and Oceania