To share

 

To share

 

I’ve taken from this endless dream

a sight for sore and weary eyes

When clouds of morning frown of dark

and winds howl in serenades for dancing leaves

 

Still life exists in rotted stumps and fallen branch

on fence lines overgrown with time

As weather changes in the east,

where through thick drapes eyes peer

 

White on white and foot step designs scatter,

erratic as the snow flake waltzes…

Another day, filled with desires beyond the pane

where fingers have etched a heart… breath exposes

 

And moisture runs downward, streaking glass

into cupped hands that long the taste

of life far removed from this frozen nightmare

and I offer my endless dream to you…to share

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Justine]

"..White on white and foot step designs scatter,
erratic as the snow flake waltzes…
Another day, filled with desires beyond the pane
where fingers have etched a heart… breath exposes"

I love this stanza because it speaks of another chance as a new day begins. It's beautiful. Justine :)

[Jack...]

Thank you Justine. I am happy this one touched you.

[Rita L. Sev]

More dreary weather... but your words make it beautiful, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you Rita. I am happy you enjoyed this.

[m.s.early]

"Still life exists in rotted stumps and fallen branch
on fence lines overgrown with time" - so persistent is life biologically. How beautiful is the cycle yet we grieve.

I couldn't quit reading this one, honestly. The only saddening that compared to the poem was when it was over. I felt I could have read it all night.

[Jack...]

Xavier, I truly appreciate your kindness...always.

[therisa]

Although
Sadness and regret
Fills your soul.

Your words paint
A soulscape of the land
Of a place
Very much alive with life
Often overlook
By us.

Thank you
For reminding me
Even the most desolete place
Fills us
With true beauty
And love.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for your kind words.

[therisa]

Your welcome, Jack.

[Lydia Shutter]

You've cast a magical spell over the readers of your work with this one, Jack. No matter how cold and gray a day might be, we can be transported by such gorgeous imagery...and then the offer to share your dream with us all. Just so lovely. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Thank you Lydi. I am thrilled you enjoyed this one.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

This truly beautiful!
I love how you captured the meaning here with your words!
Fabulous poem.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Josie.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are welcome.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A classic piece full of well written incants, well done, good read.

[Jack...]

Thank you Thomas

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Beautifully written, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you my friend.

[Pryde Foltz]

And moisture runs downward, streaking glass

into cupped hands that long the taste

of life far removed from this frozen nightmare

and I offer my endless dream to you…to share

A really wonderful love/atmospheric write. I felt I was looking through a hole in the fog into your heart.

[Jack...]

Thank you Pryde.

[MsJewel]

The images you have created here are stunning Jack. This is sad and bittersweet and yet there is beauty...
White on white and foot step designs scatter,
erratic as the snow flake waltzes…
So lovely my friend

:) Julie

[Jack...]

Thank you Julie