Living in a Painting

A sense of silence

Living in a Painting �" Davy Jones

 

In a life surreal the bell of time has no peal

Even the empty echoes stand stock-still

Every night, every day passes exactly the same way

 

Clock frozen, mute, hanging on the wall

No tick, no sound at all

Golden wheat static still, silent on the far off hill

 

No sweet bird song or hunter’s cry

No rainbow fills the empty sky

Bowl of fruit, a waxy taste, never eaten, never wastes

 

Wagon rolls on silent wheels

Yet never moves through farmland fields

Ageless faces stare from walls, stony down the empty halls

 

The painter’s brush has captured yet another scene

So still and silent

Quite beautiful, moving, and serene

Reviews

[Cass Morgan]

I felt almost as if I was dreaming. I was transported into the painting, standing frozen along with all the other objects that will never move. Never aging, never moving, never dreaming. Beautiful!

[Davy]

Thanks Cass - your comment is nicer than my poem :-)

[Cass Morgan]

Lol, no way :D You just inspired me :D