Cold

Cold

A Poem by Carolann Dowsett

It's so cold
yet I can hear
the sound of the waves
and they soothe my soul

Loneliness consumes me
yet there are no tears
I don't allow myself
to cry anymore

I am a child of the light
yet darkness surrounds me
Suffocates me
in its heartless embrace

I long to be free
yet my desire traps me
Holds me captive
in a world of unfulfilled dreams
and pointless longings

When I am no more
my name will be nothing
but a forgotten memory
on the lips of a few
who dared to care

The world will turn
until the day of its demise
Just as my flesh will age
until the day I die

Until I am but a speck
in the eye of creation
A collection of atoms
and molecules
flying through time and space
To a destination
that is known by God alone

I want to fly away now
but gravity viciously
holds me down
Refuses to release me
to set me free

So here I remain
trapped by despair
Crying on the inside
Invisible tears
Playing tag with the stars
while I wait out the years






© 2014 Carolann Dowsett


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Reminds me of sea walls I've sat upon at 2 and 3 and 4 AM, and how chill is the sea breeze heavy with the ocean's dampness. And you watch the waves rush ashore endlessly, clouds scudding on the starlit horizon, moon's glow on lucky days - shimmering in the troughs... and it's sooo empty and loud enough my head fills with ...hurt...

I understand...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carolann Dowsett

10 Years Ago

Yes you do I can see that. You've captured it so well in your words. Thank you



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I want to fly away now
but gravity viciously
holds me down
Refuses to release me
to set me free

Good read specially above verses were amazing

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carolann Dowsett

10 Years Ago

Thank you glad you enjoyed
Realistic thoughts in the poem.
"I want to fly away now
but gravity viciously
holds me down
Refuses to release me
to set me free "
We can feel trapped with no escape. The above lines hold true for the most of us. Many kinds of prisons. Paying bills, family and love. Good or bad we become less playful and old dreams can become distance. I enjoyed the poem. Made my old mind ponder many things. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.'
Coyote


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carolann Dowsett

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much

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Carolann Dowsett
Carolann Dowsett

Copacabana, NSW, Australia



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