As Meadows muse o’er summers bright
Shadows loomed o’er ether of night
Brought her to life gusty chinook
Rapt she was in chortles of brook
A broken moon still shines
All Thoughts and feelings dwindled to naught
A new chaos her quill besought
Poetry lay wretched and forlorn
Rhythm and melody long begone
A broken verse still rhymes
Artistry quelled neath life austere
Barren eyes now consumed in fear
Bedimmed are stars eclipsed is fate
Stifled with truth, she can’t negate
A broken dream still guides
In nadirs of zemblanity
She found new serendipity
Paddling through the muddles of gloom
Novel ways she professed to bloom
A broken heart still beats
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