Clouded

Seeing through life.....

A shadowed truth,
In the murky water,
Which lay inside,
A crowded perception.

A sigh from a soul,
A comment from a mind,
A battle with ground,
Falls into the darkness.

Spinning pictures,
Pieces of sound,
A glue not quite rigid,
There's gaps all around.

And for why are we here,
In this soup which we float,
For why we are here,
Are we the eternal smoke?

Clouded perception,
In the mind with an "I",
A moment to stop,
A moment to die.

A clap from above,
A moan from below,
The tides have turned,
In this dreamy light show.

For now you are here,
And then we must go,
On with the journey,
But an end to this show.

Reviews

[Stefanie Holmes]

"Spinning pictures,
Pieces of sound,
A glue not quite rigid,
There's gaps all around."
The imagery in this stanza alone is just so awesome (for lack of another word). I love when I stumble on a piece of writing such as this. Truly makes me smile to read such fascinating words!

~Stefanie

[Daniel Dawes]

Thanks for your lovely words and feel free to check any of my work out :)

[Bluefire]

This made me imagine someone who'd lost their way in life and before they knew it, they were dead.
Nice write, it has many questions and truths in it.
^^

[Daniel Dawes]

Thanks for the comment it made me laugh :)

[Bluefire]

No problem. ^^

[KWP]

love this too ... something to think on .. i love poems that make me think and that also have a message eternal ... thanks for the read xx

[Daniel Dawes]

Thanks you :)