Dust

Forgotten unfinished writes that might never be finished.

 

 

 

 

Words penned on blank pages,

Softly spoken voices whisper

In the shadows within the coolness

Of a breeze caressing my cheeks.

 

Empty broken thoughts

Gone astray, never to seek life.

Reincarniation of timeless memories

Faded photographs engraved in my heart.

 

Sad melodies linger in the blackness,

Tales of love and laughter gone untold.

Imaginations that soared the horizons

Above and beyond universal skies.

 

Cautiously, I swipe the dust away

As I wonder if words once penned

Will ever find the chance to heard

For now, I wish them all a goodnight.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

I loved the words and it matched the feeling in the photo so well.. It's as if you crawled into her mind.. Well done for sure.. I love it..xo

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

lovely metaphor and picture

[TawnyBlueStar]

love this :D
so beautiful - love the line "Reincarniation of timeless memories Faded photographs engraved in my heart" ^^ lovely
going in my library :D

[luna11]

Wow
Beautifully written.
"Reincarniation of timeless memories" great line :)
Imagery in this poem is amazing.
Xx

[Monica]

"Empty broken thoughts
Gone astray, never to seek life.
Reincarniation of timeless memories
Faded photographs engraved in my heart."

...beautiful. I believe it is so important to finish what we start. I have been working on finishing some poems that had only been ideas a time ago...although, I also have found that some words/thoughts are better left unwritten/unheard...
Well done! I enjoyed your poem :)

[Coyote Poetry]

"Reincarniation of timeless memories
Faded photographs engraved in my heart."
I like the places you took me in the poem. Words are what we have left to write down on a sheet of paper or in our memory. I like the way you ended the excellent poem.
Coyote

[thehottamale]

beautiful, once again you have managed to outdo yourself!

[Sleeping Maiden]

So moving...so beautiful... stunning with such imagery!! wow... just lovely...

[Mike]

amazing

[rivers]

There are times when we blow the dust off and read from another place and time wondering "who was that?" Then in a moment a question is not really a question when we already know the answer. I wish I could only look back quickly but usually get sucked in to the past moment and get stuck in it...This a a beautiful piece Anna. The image is perfect for this poem.
Your wonderful thoughts shared are heard loud and clear.