Poetry Today

The Missing Face

The pain landed in her bones, a forever ache looking out from the wreckage of a fractured soul. What was meant to be a celebration has transformed into a gravestone. She walked the streets searching for signs of the gift she once held in her womb.

….the missing face

Text© Nikki Sterling @paragonwords 2015-2019 All rights reserved.

Poetry Today

Empty Cradle

Empty cradle
By the fireside
Silent tears
Fall silently
Barren hands
Long to hold
The forgotten
Painful memories
Held Tight
The light is no more
Receding joy
No longer my comfort
Scarred womb
Cried out
Hollow tears
Disconnect the soul
Empty cradle
My forever torment©

Empty Cradle