Lost

Sorrow surrounds the atmosphere

as a sighing sky wears

     a dark sullen face

everything speaks

in murky green hues casting

     dark sinister shadows

somewhere in silence 

a mysterious mist moves 

slowly through

      a dark foreboding forest

trees weep at their reflection

bowing heads low over a black lagoon

still air, stale and stagnant

        hangs in dull despair

midnight breathes laboring

          with eerie echoing sounds

         

            .              and

a pale lonely moon 

             cries for a lost love

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

This poem gave me a sense of walking in a dream unable to determine direction. Yet unafraid despite being lost in this dreary dark world. Because both I and this place share a mutual loneliness in our forlorn loss. The ending words:

"a pale lonely moon
cries for a lost love" really illustrated the journey the reader has taken in this mesmeric poem. A wonderous poem to read and experience Fran. Thank you for sharing.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you Carlos; so very much appreciate your kind review
on my poetry