Shades of Gray

 

Sometimes when I walk outside,

give myself over to the thick dampness

of fog rolling off of a restless sea,

I think of you…

 

When I close my eyes, and

allow the scent of sand and water

to seep beneath the surface of my skin,

the echo of your fingertips haunts me,

leaving traces of infinity

for me to ponder while

 

I try to quiet the sound of blood

rushing to my head,

making me dizzy, delirious,

 

defining my existence,

in that moment when memory

seems to tangle with what is real,

 

and for seconds you are here,

hiding within the folds of my tarnished soul.

Reviews

[Loribeth215]

I really like this. Longing, shown physically and emotionally.

[Gandré]

This sensitive poem speaks about an opressing situation....the state of in the heart.... something is happening... you so wonderfully described this feeling incomplete. Thank you! I loved especially "the echo of your fingertips haunts me, leaving traces of infinity"-----original and touching.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

i could feel the fog, smell the sea, feel the sand. a very sensual piece of writing. sense memories. i enjoyed the experience.

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I love the first stanze the most, that imagery that you project, of course the entire poem is fantastic, but I love those words the most. Just the same, I also highly favor the vivid picture of the fourth stanza. I do admit though, the last line, "my tarnished soul." This seems a little awkward, like it came out of left field somewhere. It seems to contradict what I know of you. Another fantastic poem!

[Poeticpiers]

odd what can trigger off vivid memories
I enjoyed your descriptive piece of poetic prose

[Tammy Lundgren]

ooh, very nice. I like the imagery and what a wonderful expression of love. It reads well and I think it is just overall fantastic! Good stuff!

Tammy Lundgren