Smiling at the hands on the Clock of Emptiness, stuck in place.........
Have you ever found yourself quivering outside of lines stained by what you thought was a love story? Wondering if you will be swallowed whole by the window you sit and stare out, in love's well meaning glory.
Beneath passion blowing through the door visiting your mind like those little things filled with a warmth you have wanted for so long. Often, you find life is at its happiest inside your dreams, where nothing's wrong.
Sometimes in the middle of the night you want to be a never-ending flow of love smiling at the hands on the Clock of Emptiness, stuck in place. However, time melts into years until starlight becomes well versed at hiding the shadow of tears on your face.
To many to beautiful imagery to quote… a stunning poem!!
A sad loneliness for someone is waiting and dreaming of pure true love…
Yes! Dreams is always a joy.. they never disappoints us…
and it always brings strength within us to hope
that everything will come to its place in a balance..
Stunning poem my friend…
Neva. you just have the gift of creative expression...Your writing stirs our emotions and the reader willingly follows your poignant poetry to the very last beautiful and yet deeply emotional lines. Thank you so much for sharing such intimate glimpses of the heart and soul
A beautiful and powerful poem. Gave me a idea for a poem. Sometime we wish and hope too much for a real love story. Real love come rarely in time for the most of us. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote
This is an autumn poem. Sun sets early and if one breaks down afterward, you can literally see the stars hiding your tears. I think you describe what I see on a daily basis right now.
To many to beautiful imagery to quote… a stunning poem!!
A sad loneliness for someone is waiting and dreaming of pure true love…
Yes! Dreams is always a joy.. they never disappoints us…
and it always brings strength within us to hope
that everything will come to its place in a balance..
Stunning poem my friend…
we all dream of a life as we would cherish it to be,transpose over that the reality of the truths of life and we find we are never going to live in shangrilah but we can live a damn decent life
That final stanza--especially those last four lines--not only brings the presentation home, it well might have stood alone as an extremely stunning offering!
Your crown remains quite secure, Queen Neva; you continue to rule with relative ease.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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