The light

My slender hands are touching the balcony's railing,

white and pearly like the gates of heaven, they say,

and I always listen to their stories for a little taste of hope,

so maybe someday I'll get a sip of velvet wine.

I feel it from my ankles to my toes,

a numbness that spreads like a vine in repose,

I open my eyes to breathe, but from what I hear

life is easier if you keep your eyes closed.

Pour a poison between my lips and I will thank you,

glaze golden love on my eyelids and I can be beautiful,

but speak to me and I'll

never be the same.

It's like a fairy tale in an enchanted dream,

and I dream of you at night.

A woman always finds her love,

 that's what they say.

For today,

I'm letting the wind sing its song through the evening air,

and it's soiling my eyes with a strange

liquified drop of silvery pain;

This sparks a slight ember in my heart

but my castle is made of stone.

I question every movement since 

I've never seen the light;

from what I hear it's perfect,

I'd never go alone,

but I'd seek all the sparkles for my eyes to feast upon

with you.

Ghosts are tangled between my hair as it moves

across the sky's painting like the king's greatest news.

I am moving to the city with the townspeople,

and maybe if I'm lucky I was born to see the light.

Reviews

[Sammie]

I agree with the other reviews. The poem expressed great imagery and it did have a mystical feel to it. I would have to say though my favourite part was -

I feel it from my ankles to my toes,

a numbness that spreads like a vine in repose,

I open my eyes to breathe, but from what I hear

life is easier if you keep your eyes closed.

[Ravyne Hawke]

Such an enchanting poem.. filled with both melancholy and hope.. great imagery.. my favorite words are "Ghosts are tangled between my hair" ...love it!

[Lily Mae]

I agree the last stanza really nails it. Great write..x

[Poetic Beauty]

This feels mythical mystical. It has an enchanted but slight melancholy. The descriptions are well done and I can picture them in my mind clearly. I love the next to last stanza about the ghost in the hair.