Burned out dreams

 

 

 

 

Burned out dreams

 

Lights strung above this out of place darkness

create shadows of an invisible existence

Filaments of glowing hopes and wants

droop towards empty heart beats

 

Alone in this overcrowded nightmare,

checking the time on faceless clocks

in no particular sequence standing

like sentries on broken boundary lines

 

An endless runway of lifeless orbs

dot the landscape in Morse code warnings

as I turn away in a curved defiance,

unable to accept the words touching my eyes

 

And still, glistening raindrops fall from overhead wires

reflecting each tear drop of prism’d descent

For even if I wake, screaming as the light disappears

she will still be gone, like every other burned out dream  

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Angel]

Oh, such a lonely piece. You made me cry....

[Jack...]

No more tears Angel dear. Your kindness always touches my heart.

[B.J]

You painted a colourful picture of life love hurt in a big city. I enjoyed reading.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Barb.

[B.J]

America is on my bucket list for travel soon you created a picture for me

[EileenMarie]

Oh how this poem reaches my bones. I always write my best when I am blue but to get a different perspective is so helpful. Beautifully written!

[Jack...]

Thank you Eileen. You never know what mood finds my poetry at any given time...I can't seem to make up my mind. :) I appreciate your kindness.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

The picture you paint here with your words works so well with your graphic included.
The meaning is powerful and fits with your words and thoughts on your subject.
I envision what you convey and your writing creates this.
Dreams lost or not fulfilled...but hope may continue in life.
Loss is experienced and hurt will linger.

[Jack...]

Josie, you humble me today with all of your kind reviews of my work. I truly do appreciate you taking your time to read and leave such sweet words for me.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I am captivated by your writing and your ideas. Reading it is a pleasure.

[NeiL ArandA]

Dear Jack ... your piece conveys sadness and nostalgic longing for that once and always special person in your life. I have to stare and look sometimes for meaning and how to decipher all, if not, some of your enigmatic phrase and words. I'd like to put it this way in a language that I think I could comprehend.
You wanted to built your dream house . You picked planned and sketched everything down to minute detail.
You picked the perfect spot. Every square foot calculated, studs, rafters, plumbing, electrical, HVAC, Insulations, sidings, upholstery, painted and fully furnished and landscaped too but the special person you suppose to share it with is gone .... This beautiful house though perfectly built is but an empty space...
It became a prison ... Just my take Jack ....

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Neil. That is pretty close except the house you describe is his heart. I appreciate your thoughful review and I truly do appreciate you taking the time to read and understand my poetry.

[emmajoy]

This is a stream of such sad words, dear Garden Guardian, makes me feel as if your 'aloneness' is a crimson scar on your spirit's surface. And, how i want to send you a cure for that. Guess it comes from your own words, love: '..For even if I wake.. ' because waking means another and another.. and.. another day in which to look back at happy, bright and beautiful times. Your words are magically tragic, they stay and touch.. you know.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much sweet garden Girl. It is friends like you who make me look forward to waking each day. Thank you so much for your kindness.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

An incredibly deep piece... I applaud you here.

[Jack...]

I appreciate your kindness

[Latifa]

checking the time on faceless clocks
i absolutely love this line and all the rest of the poem is amazingly written Jack

[Jack...]

Thank you for your sweet words Latifa.

[Ruth]

Hold onto the light around you dear Jack...New Year coming up, new doors opening my friend, deep breath and remember you are alive :) Happy New Year hon :) x

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sweet Poppy.

[Rita L. Sev]

This is a sorrowful read, showing the emptiness and making it hit home.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Rita. You are always so kind to me.