Empty Bottle

A poem I wrote as I reflected on a time when I thought everything was perfect, only to find out the opposite.

Empty Bottle

There she is…

I found her in a bottle

The sound of the ocean

Covered in my dottle

And the wind’s picking up

To blow her away

Ashes will scatter and be lost

I’m afraid…

Cold breezes of winter air

Blow across your long hair

It Smiles like a sunset

And I am like the glare

At the bottom of this bottle,

Blinded not to see

Eyes forever closed

I chase a tired dream

With every breath I breathe

And every night that wakes

I reassure your love

Assuming blinded faith

Digging and clawing

The sand at your feet

But the hole I am digging

Is a grave I’ve made for me

As I reflect upon a time

When my love was known simply

As my present reflection

Like this bottle...

It’s empty

Author's Note

A poem I wrote as I reflected on a time when I thought everything was perfect, only to find out the opposite.
Oh, and Dottle is the wet and sour-smelling mass of unburned tobacco found at the bottom of a tobacco pipe....for anyone who questions.

Reviews

[.Bunnie.]

...I'm not quite sure I get what this poem is saying? Maybe it's really simple and I am--yet again--not being the brightest crayon in the box...but I've read it three times now and I don't get it? I'm having trouble really picturing the scene in my head. But for the record, the poem flows really well. It's easy to read. :)

[Emunah June.]

Awesome write! It really reflects what you're thinking inside!

[Voice11]

really kool, a very visual piece of writing, and yah thanks for saying what a dottle was! I never knew that lol

[Brittany]

I actually Was going to ask what dottle meant. Thanks for the consideration of a brief definition.

I really like this piece, alcoholism is a nasty little demon. It fights its' way in, and uses tooth and nail on the way out. I've never been an alcoholic, but I surely can relate.

Thank you for the touching piece, so marvelously fluid. You really bared your soul on this one.

[Patricia L. Allen]

I have been covered in my own dottle...many times! You sure know how to get to the "heart" of the matter.
A truely gifted poet you are, my dear friend. I salute you!

[LostInWonderland2014]

WOW i totally know what this means..i understand it and its so emotional! Its really great and i love it! You wrote a great poem!

[Zaila]

Wow... It's really quite sad to me. I mean, it's a delicate description, but it leaves the reader's heart feeling void like that bottle. Something that should have been there, that wasn't quite there. Something that made one hope and then when that hope is shattered, there's nothing left.

[Anastasia Starlena]

Wow what a wonderfully captivating piece. So truly amazing the imagery that carried you through a journey. Very hearfelt with sweet emotions.

[shythatway]

You have a very good imagination, and I like your descriptions and the images you create. This was quite beautiful. =)

[An owl on the moon]

Beautifully moving and bittersweet. Your convey so deeply the loss of love, the emptiness that comes over one wondering and longing for what had been...