heavens sent

are you gone from
me my heaven sent
now that days have
come and went
did you call
your ever
that whisper,
said of never
that whisper
did fail your call
a bitter pall
with sword and shield
to the anvil wield
where now does
prevail a claxon
a crows hungry
caw
as
sadness grows
in purple and black
tidy rows
the seed now sows
bitter day
of crimson reds and
hanging threads
where lost and lonely
in maddness rent
lay down their
tender heads
to dream of
love's heaven sent