Wednesday, March 16, 2022

Mourning Soul By Lynn Bowen & John Patrick Robbins


Gaping hole, searing loss.
Rendered heart
Persevere, the only path.

Sorrow's scent pervades every breath.

There is magic in the madness of old scribblings and forgotten songs.

Cold winds and whispered truths, long are the nights as timeless are the tides.

The ebb and flow of memories, yearning...taunting.

Bringing me closer to the end. 
Or will it be the beginning...







 Lynn Bowen is a Virginia-based writer and poet. 
This is her first publication. 





John Patrick Robbins, is the editor in chief of the Rye Whiskey Review,  Under The Bleachers , The Black Shamrock Magazine and The Abyss.

His work has appeared in Fearless Poetry Zine, The Dope Fiend Daily, Piker Press, Spill The Words, Elephant, The San Pedro River Review and Punk Noir Magazine.

His work is always unfiltered.



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