Your Voice Caresses My Name

like a ghost dances to the beat of a heart that's been broken............

A cold wind blows into my soul
as a ghost dances
to the beat of a heart that's been broken
by the promise of words.
Until, there is no more time left to ache
for what has not fallen
from the air you breathe
to be seen or heard.

Your silence speaks inside of me,
calling out to be tears
selfishly chaining this cold wind
inside of my soul,
to remain.
All that I love has been painted
by the promise.................
of your words,
and the sweetest sound I know
is your voice
caressing my name.

Author's Note

*Art by Jean-Jacques Cazin

Reviews

[Layla J Omorose]

Where Neva do you find these excellent pictures to go with your poems. I love it. It adds life and more beauty to your poems. But I love this poem as well. Yes, I also find that the last few lines are my favorite. You always bring the poem together beautifully. Another beautiful write.

[Poppie Mira]

Amazing work.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A cold wind blows into my soul
like a ghost dances
to the beat of a heart that's been broken
by the promise of words.

I had to stop an catch my breath, then read these words again... the whole poem is phenomenal they say words are meaning less but when they come from someone you love they stick with you even after they are gone.

[Lunny]

really good, I liked it

[emmajoy]

' .. and the sweetest sound I know ~ is your voice ~ caressing my name...' those words say it all. You create a sadness from what is only a few lines and yet each letter has the most profound meaning.

[MoriartyMesa]

Very operatic

[Tarry Franck]

This speaks volumes to me personally - and love the pic - great job

[Dean Kuch®]

Ah-h-h, loved that last line! Actualy, I loved the whole thing...but that last line stayed with me.

[Revery]

Passionate love tethered to another soul and there absence. So strong.

[Ed Hart]

do not listen to his lore
come sip a cup with me
i will speak of other things
as true as true can be