White Noise Residue

Velvet universe

Screams through the morning

Concrete decay,

Picture perfect translucent ghost

Of yesterdays

 

Head full of wonder and

Smoke laden worries

Ocean of change

Eroding the spirit

Like a chasm

Widening before us

 

The ground shakes

The corduroy earth

A fever rises through

The boughs

Porcelain clouds

Pierce the sun

A marbled semblance

Of dreams through our

Looking glass

 

Impression left

Like a silhouette

Of shadows on the wall

Cardboard cutouts

Replaced by

Our recollections

 

Naked voices

With secret smiles

Imprison me

The color of beauty

Permeates the soul

A thousand years

If just one day

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

This takes me to so many different place.. within then exploding out.. the universe closes in and we vapor into shadows...it almost reminds me of Pompeii.. and the bodies left behind in their misery. Hmmm makes me wonder what was in your head :) xx lol

[DeletedUser]

The words you painted in this work seemed like wisps of smoke-evading into and out of my consciousness, and working into the crevices of my mind. In other words, your words took me to a place in my subconsciousness that borders on dreaming. You're very vivid imagery and fluid word-usage certainly made this poem a great read. I don't think i've read a poem of yours that hasn't made me dream or think about my past.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Love the imagery.

[Audrey Howitt]

There is so much I don't get about this piece--maybe that is my white noise---loved the last stanza--

[Nishant Gupta]

nice one do read mine too "QUEST OF LIFE".

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Loved the last stanza, This is wonderful.
So nicely written.