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

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Another wonderful write, rich once again with stunning imagery. Great work!

P.s.

Is there any place I may view your paintings?

Thanks.

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Plus, I think "branch' should be "branches."

[SyberRose]

White on white and foot step designs scatter,

erratic as the snow flake waltzes…

Beautifully penned Jack as always...love weaved with nature...very sweet indeed...Rose:)

[Sami Khalil]

Well , you have shared the beauty of nature , the longing for love and the power of your pen in a great images and tastes...Excellent...:)........................

[Kimmie]

Smashing write, Jack. Such beauty in all your writes.

[Frieda P]

You had me at "winds howl in serenades for dancing leaves" Then I got down to the third stanza which is perfect, then wrapped it up warmly in "into cupped hands that long the taste". It's sweet and comforting, I could hibernate the winter away here Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my sweet friend. Always you shower me with kindness which wraps itself around my heart. I appreciate you.