Dust Gathering on My Rhymes

I am suspended in a time that is lost

in the laughter

flowing from my lips.

And no one ever told me,

there is no way out of this.

I am past recognizing solid ground

and burning

from the memories I keep.

Still, my Muse sings a lullaby

while my destiny weeps.

Paper flowers litter the floorboard

of my heart

and go up in smoke inside my head.

I can't control

a single breath ahead.

My thoughts choose to stay inside the ink

where there's no risk

of living outside this time.

I can feel dust gathering...

on my rhymes.

Author's Note

Artist : Renso Castaneda

Reviews

[rivers]

metaphorical sleights of hand
dry onto the empty sheet of paper
as traces of past now’s…

miles of written reverie spun
like a spider reprocessing,
carefully savoring,
each fine silk thread of web
spinning the intricate "womb of time"...

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Harlon :)

[Relic]

I can feel the loss of direction, isolation and the resulting despondency within your words and I must say I can identify with it. Writing gives us the freedom and peace we may not get from the outside world. But sometimes even that can be questioned. (I can feel dust gathering...
on my rhymes.)

"And no one ever told me, there is no way out of this." I often find myself struggling to change and this line reflects that desire for me. You have penned an excellent poem with great lines and I hope you find peace and happiness in your life.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Relic :)

[Relic]

No problem.

[Margarette]

I really enjoyed the flow.of the poem. It gave me the feeling of the beauty underneath the poet's words in sharing the message. This is really outstanding and classic! Not all poems has to be writtem with rhymes in order to attract the fancy of people and I think many of those metrical works are disappearing. You have displayed perfectly the results and thoughts of such and I found it enticing.:-)

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Margarette :)

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Neva, I just love the phrases in this poem! Great as always!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Imagination :)

[KAREN]

I haven't read you in a while, and guess what? You still have it! AWESOME!
100/100

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Stories :)

[Enid Blake]

How very haunting - great poem.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Enid :)

[The 13th Eros]

Your past seems to breathe such hauntings across your mind's sky. But oh how your muse brings every image to life. May that sweet lullaby entrance you now, and open wide sunrise upon sunrise into a bright forever.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you my new friend for such a beautifully poetic review :)

[The 13th Eros]

You are an inspiring, exceptional writer!

[JM Russell]

You paint a picture beautifully but with such despair. I loved the flow of your poem. The ease of your lines read smoothly and your message was felt. A very good job.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you JM :)

[ScottTheScreenwriter]

Great job! It flows perfectly.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Scott :)

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

prose or ryhme poem such as this one...you sure never ease off the quality and
depth and a language that reads different to each reader...

excellent talent :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Yas :)

[MOON]

Writing is the escape it keeps from thinking feeling the real pain almost. Lovely expressed.
Lovely write.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Moon :)