Grammy Barnard Poem Melancholy

One of my grandmothers painted and wrote poems when she wasn't busy raising her three children.

This is one of her poems.

Cold and dark desolation’s arms

            Embrace my heart and sound alarms

Of fearful, loveless days to be endured

            To which my heart of late has become inured.

Where may I flee from these haunting visions

            And from my constant indecisions?

Go I shall, and in my misery hide

            In a lonely forgotten place where I’ll reside,

I’ll think of all the vows men make

            And how quickly too they can forsake.

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The music you hear is made available through the creative commons and it’s a bit of a shortened track from the fantastic Eric Van der Westen and the track is called "A Feather" and off the album The Crown Lobster Trilogy.

https://freemusicarchive.org/music/eric-van-der-westen/the-crown-lobster-trilogy-selection