Lost Poet

Broken heart and poetry...

 

Lost Poet

 

This desk of scattered papers,

blotted ink and envelopes…

passages penned and tossed

in the confusion that lives and breathes in my mind…my heart

 

Distance frames the walls of

the addressed…since canceled   

 

Splintered dreams on the edges are worn,

time has shaved the moments…the places

on broken calendars swinging freely

of lost dates scratched within the numbered boxes

 

Sorrow carved in the fine oak grain

by an empty pen with dulling point…blackened

 

Poetry sits meaningless

with rhyming phrases of hope…wishes

begging for but a brief visit,

only to be discarded between reams of teardrop leaflets

 

Verses formed deep within a vacant heart,

a lonely space, emptied by the loss

 

I write in an absolute mist,

fog induced renditions of another’s touch

formulating in the same words…always the same words,

repeating in the darkness that sighs in rhythm of a flickering candle flame

 

Over and over and over,

echoing the halls of this barren home

 

Shadows drain the breath

of hopeless desires…built on manicured dreams

within a world collapsing in shredded

prose, and fractured fingers, still writing

 

I am lost without you…

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Leigh]

Outstanding Jack, way up there with the best of the poetry poems, really, can you add to Poems About Poetry group if not already please.

[Jack...]

Sure Leigh. Thanks so much.

[Ken Simm.]

Have been where you are with this one Jack. Very well crafted and full of just the right pathos.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[shallimarRose]

I think this may be the first non rhymer I have read from you.. great flow and sadly beautiful...
"Shadows drain the breath
of hopeless desires…built on manicured dreams
within a world collapsing in shredded
prose, and fractured fingers, still writing

I am lost without you…"
I am so glad I caught this one.. xo Rose

[Jack...]

Thank you Rose. I am always thrilled by your visits.

[InsanityWriter]

Wonderfully written Jack. :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[Keith]

Love that one Jack, great imagery & feelings.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Keith.

[Angi]

Poetry and broken hearts go hand in hand. Beautifully sad and full of longing, Jack. PS: Where have you been, mister?! Angi~

[Jack...]

Thanks Angi. In the keys for my daughters wedding. But I am back now... I'm sure you noticed. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"built on manicured dreams"

but now they have such rough edges without you, and my writing has that same rough edge...my muse is so sad...

this poem of loss and longing...and the analogy to the loss of the muse...heart wrenching...

the phrasing is wound perfectly.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Jacob. I truly appreciate your kind words.

[Kristin Lee]

It feels like there is so much yearning in this one. Yearning for an unattainable thing or a thing that keeps skittering out of reach. When a poet loses his/her way it can feel as if the world is going to crush them, turn them into sand. You've penned such a beautiful and heartfelt piece here about what happens when our words don't make sense. We've all been there, that disgusting thing they call writers block. But you, you've turned it into a work of art.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Kristin

[Astro]

"Shadows drain the breath of hopeless desires" for me hammers home your theme in spades. There's never enough ink and paper, but a constant delivery of familiar lines echoing. So sad, but beautifully penned my friend.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[Astro]

ywmf

[eglantine]

The emotive strain in this poem is quite massive--the longing and poetic restlessness.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much E.