TO THE VOID...

A struggle has loosened its hold,
no life left in a spark,
I sit in dark
corners of conception...

and it will end,
pen to surface tension,
every mark of comprehension,
every scar of apprehension,

to the void, to
stirring dark panes
into vibrant tincture,

brave if the Gods
themselves would create,

I would stand next to
and take a picture
for innate understandings
words do dictate.

Reviews

[Sometimes Blood]

My friend..your words are so powerful and full of deep emotion

[Ashira Macy]

You gave me chills. The rhyme scheme was interesting. Not traditional, but it worked and gave the poem a great flow.

and it will end,
pen to surface tension,
every mark of comprehension,
every scar of apprehension,

Favorite stanza here, so much vivid imagery in this, it reeled me in.

[Tricia Pattinson]

Well written piece with great imagery. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem!

[Mary C]

You have done an exceptional job describing and painting a beautiful picture.

[Wandering Minstrel]

This is well done. You put it together with much thought and skill. It makes a reader think, which is what all poetry should do.

[Mary Bosworth]

You just have a way with words. I believe you so do. This is such a deep write

[Rene Velez]

Thanks Mary

[John Anderson]

How wonderful it is to read the flow of your beautiful verse

[Rene Velez]

Thanks John

[A. Amos]

Bravely written and your writer voice is heard loud and clear...well done!

[Rene Velez]

Thanks A. much appreciated

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my friend

[Anne Timmins]

This is astonishingly strong... very potent piece.....

[Rene Velez]

Thanks Anne

[Susan Beth Horvath]

a thought-provoking and interesting poem...well done!

[Rene Velez]

Thank you Susan