Butterfly haunts me flutters by in the dark of night when the smoke cleared all that was left was a still photograph no breath to be had, no words to be spoken perched upon my mind where no one can see all the secrets that taunt me
Left behind in your spirit like an erratic zephyr they twist my head nothing sacred in how you fled the atmosphere I oft wonder have you found that freedom as you floated from this earth markings on the sky of colorless clues the painted scenery still not clear all that's left to do is exhale poetry
Sometimes the words we string together are the only respite we have. They are our armor or if the barrage is less intense, our umbrella. I feel the sorrow here and the despairing frustration that such a loss must engender. Exhaling poetry would necessarily be the only comfort.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thanks so much for your gracious thoughts here annie lee....
yeah lol exhale it seems to that easy for you well done friend your poems have a strange balance to them every time i read one every hing goes still but I feel like the world is about to tip over it's strangly exiting fear and thrill hat you mange in all your writing regardless of mood maybe some day i'll perfect a signature style.
You're too kind Deron, you humble me as I tip you over ;-) You already have a signature style my fr.. read moreYou're too kind Deron, you humble me as I tip you over ;-) You already have a signature style my friend...thanks so much.
Many of us do use poetry as a map to ourselves, or a better understanding of things. This poem is a good example of that. I kind of want the last line to be "all that's left to do is poetically exhale" Either or... Thanks for sharing!
Beautiful in its tranquil sorrow. It feels like a heavy melancholy that slides gracefully across the page.
"perched upon my mind where no one can see
all the secrets that taunt me"
Great lines - but I enjoyed the poem in its entirety
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..