Thoughts

How I think my thoughts progress as I progress ultimately to the end of life.

Walking down- everything intrigues me

saw the moon glistening softly

and we had everything to be happy

a midsummer’s night dream 

so at peace

Days past 

hush.

here comes a foreign intrusion

a whisper in the breeze

spelling

“why worry?”

Always feeling but only now

can we express this feeling

a strain on the heartstrings

the muddling of clear skies 

like before our heart opens

and we begin again to hope

to capture the wonders felt

when we were young, free

The billowing 

of smoke from a cigarette, wispy

quickly approaching, like a bird in flight 

smoothly smothering you

surgical precision- a last breeze of the wind 

it starts to burn uncomfortably, almost unbearable 

in a sudden final shudder

nothing. 

Author's Note

Please feel free to tell me what you think of it! I want to know the emotions it evokes, if any. Thank you all for taking the time to read a little snippet of my thoughts!

Reviews

[Patricia M Swayze]

I enjoyed reading this. I am not always good at interpreting poetry but it made me think that it was the end of something that was once passionate then over.