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Sword Words

written by: Regis Auffray

@rauffray

 

Harsh, callous words
like jagged, brutal blade
pierce, rip, and shred
my heart;
cold, cruel steel
chills my essence
within the emptying veins
of my weakened self
and steals my labored breathing.

My mind is faint, slipping;
grateful for the oblivion of night.

Perhaps this time
benevolent darkness will obliterate
me
and all this hurting.

Once and for all
shadows will become
me
and all this pain
will be done.

How apt an anagram
for words
is sword.

How much sweeter
had you said nothing.

Regis Auffray

Regis Auffray

Régis Auffray is originally from Peace River, Alberta, Canada. His parents and all of his extended family are from Brittany, France. He is of Celtic descent. Regis is a graduate of the University of British Columbia with an Education Degree majoring in French and English. He has also done some post graduate work in counselling psychology and obtained a diploma in that field. He took early retirement after 32 years in a career as an educator in middle and senior high school.
Regis enjoys writing (although he does not “work” at it but waits for inspiration to come), singing (choir), cycling, walking, hiking, music, movies, reading, nature and romance (yes, he admits to being a “foolishly romantic optimist.”)
Regis Auffray lives in Chilliwack, British Columbia, Canada.
Regis Auffray

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