Love Burns Away Like the Morning Fog

 

I was awakened

By the sharp teeth

Of a dream amidst

More banal scenes

 

I rose to the remnants

Of the morning fog

As it burns away like a

Lost love of long ago

 

Blurry eyed thoughts drift

My mind wanders away from me

Daydreams, nightmares

In broad daylight await me,

As the light cascades through

My empty room

 

I attempt to find my voice

But, to no avail

It is lost amongst

The evening’s proceedings

 

I am stuck

A mute observer

No pen in hand

No method to obtain

The events that transpired

 

Your name severed

From my mind

It drips like dew

From the branches outside

 

But whatever I do,

Your image haunts me

It howls from the bones, and

Collects in the brain

 

So for now,

I will go back to bed, and

Stare at the ceiling

Disturbed at my ignorance

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

Daydreams and nightmares in broad daylight.. wow.. that's powerful.. You really have a way of taking your readers into that dark shadow side of self.. I love the resignation of "for now, I will go back to bed, and stare at the ceiling..disturbed at my ignorance" so perfect.. xx

[writing mojo]

Such a mood of blue here, but it drips and flows through your words perfectly..Your thoughts are clear and concise fitting to the word choice you use, thanks for the tapestry of a lost you have shared..good stuff

[Ruth]

Wow! Yes....sometimes that is all we can indeed do! Allow experiences to blend away into the consciousness....bu not easy!
A brilliant poem love, I admire your style xx

[.n.]

This really conveys that aching and the desire to forget. I like "It drips like dew from the branches outside" and "It howls from the bones, and collects in the brain"- these are great lines. Nice piece overall.

[ScaryTrees]

nice
waking information download
no ability to process
escape back into slumber

"But whatever I do,
Your image haunts me
It howls from the bones, and
Collects in the brain"

very nice