poetry

keep the key

It took time, but I dug up that heart-choking chain...

It took time, but I dug up that heart-choking chain;
  With strangled strength, I rip-tore it from hardened earth,
Long-buried beneath our compacted clay of pain.
      On e’ery guttural grip, I tried each link’s worth;
Hand-o’er-hand, I drew, by knee through torn terrain,
            Until I pulled up hard on its bitterwood berth—
    One herculean heave: shards fell like clanging rain.


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3 comments on “keep the key

  1. Oh my – that is herculean

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