Silhouette

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silhouette

 

 

 

I'm standing before the surface of a dew pond and it seems puzzled, speaking to me in a language only those who took a small step into insane sadness can comprehend.

 

But I'm not miserable. I'm just missing something. The ripples of water amplify my ghostly reflection and I lower my head to check if it's real.

 

Ah. That is where this frosty draft is fleeting through.

 

I wait for a loyal silhouette of skin-enveloped compassion to slowly approach from behind the naked, rain-scented, damp oak trees and swathe the vacancy framed with badly healed flesh.

 

I wait for a surreal, sweet natured phantom to breath the warming winter tales.

How long do people often have to wait?

 

Reviews

[Omar Fendri]

the image is breathtaking.
the way you finished it with a question "how long do people often have to wait?" made it prettier

Simply beautiful!

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Amazing imagery, beautiful scenes painted here

[Brette Medb]

I love the eerie sense of want in this poem. It was wonderfully constructed and your imagery is amazing. Great poem!

B

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Wella,

Sometimes, one needs to remember patience....as patience is a virtue. Sometimes when we miss something, we are actually just over looking it because we know what we want to see but what we see is not what we thought it would be. Excellent write, and read.

regards,

Matthew

[Jeff]

Amazing work!

[Hush Hush]

Wow, that is one amazing poem! Kind of made me think of the 'Lady of the Lake'...kind of :)
Beutifully written :D

[Tomi]

how long do we have to wait?

[Elle M.]

Thumbs up!

[typingaway]

simply amazing!