Elusion's Disbelief

afraid of what was and what will be

          at an impasse of delusional catastrophe

are you still breath that exists

             if I can't see the essence of your smile

                rouged lips before storm's deluded deliverance 

    untouched by hurricane's hush before it silenced dawn

 poignant posies escaped atmospheric pressure

           'tween angst and harmony's yonder aspirations

speculated on a cloud of dust'd past grievances

             phantoms unprecedented glory be

beauty within skies' torturous moons

             my anesthetic mind dreams nevermore

                   spirits haunting lucidity of reality's gasp 

mocking in mirror'd reflective ghostly images

        darkly colored iniquitous consternation

                amidst constellations of heaven's lie

 grounded in elusion'd discernible disbelief

                  quietude of sanity's revelations beckon 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i can never read your poetry just once ... there is simply too much there to miss if one doesn't take time ... "Elusion..." what a great and seldom used word! .. stuck in a quandary .. palpable misery of over stressed mind ..gone numb ... prayers fall lifeless at ones feet ... whoa and calamity is surely coming ... this is a tale of someone in need of a rudder ... i am feeling as a puddle after reading .. and i agree totally with the Noodle ... big squishy hugs to you and another fascinating poem
E.

[Frieda P]

So kind of you to say E, thanks muchly, trying to catch up with reviews and RR's, I dare say it's impossible at best...I did so miss reading your words. x

[Lyn Anderson]

Okie dokie I like it very much and lovely word usage and imagery, although, eek shoot me now, I think, maybe, you meant not to put an apostrophe on revelation's - I would take it as sanity's revelation or sanity's revelations (as in that is the whole thought that beckons) Does that make sense?

[Frieda P]

Oi, it figures, and I was trying to be so attentive with this one as it gave me bloody hell to begin with, thanks for the heads up KL....

[Lyn Anderson]

I love you too!

[Frieda P]

I'm sending them to you first from now on so I don't get nabbed! ;-P

[Jack...]

My sweet friend, that one line that you highlighted says it all about this sorrowed but beautiful piece of poetry. This poem is just drenched in sadness. I can only hope that someday this storm passes and the sun appears in blue skies, leaving only a few puddles glistening in wonderful memories. You have poured your heart out in this and left a tear rolling slowly down my cheek. This literally took my breath away.

Once more your talent shines blindingly in this amazing work.

[Frieda P]

Drenched in sadness and sweat, this one gave me more grief just writing it, thanks for your support and kind words always Jack....

[Jack...]

It did touch me....