Darkness shrouds day.
Gone are canticles of light.
Dispeller of fears
stands tall among
despondent axioms.
Flames on tongues ignite
a faith devoid of substance.
Heralded desires
and whispering affirmations
trickle through a translucent veil.
Wayfarers among us
trod the distillate path.
No recourse,
time dissolves.
Composite dreams drift aloft.
Daybreak beseeched,
shall not answer.
“Leave a message after the tone.”
CLICK … Hmmmmmmmmmm
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and three cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
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