06 Oct 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 067 Weight of the darkness

Weight of the darkness, surrounds me, north winds begin to blow,
but the spell of another has bound me and I cannot go

Though the storms, she’s fast descending,
and the rain has turn to snow,
still I see no bending and I cannot go

Clouds upon clouds, above me, my steps are becoming slow, though I tried, I still could not see and I could not go