I could not look away

Inspired by Frieda's "Echoes of your stare" and the magical music that accompanied it...

I could not look away

 

I fell into the nightmares of a lover’s distant past

While the whispers in the darkness brought the spell her heart did cast

As it raked across my feelings and I cried out in the night

Did this smile I was wearing fit a little bit too tight

With her nails now painted crimson like the color of my blood

She could walk on my emotions as the silhouettes did flood

 

This the morning of believing that our time is filled with fate

And I find myself now screaming, please don’t tell me it’s too late

She collected every quarter on the number I did call

For she wanted me to know that I could never have it all

Still I crawled into the darkness with my eyes so open wide

And together we were drowning in the motion of the tide

 

In her eyes was every second of the minutes I could spare

Like a clock that’s steady ticking heartbeat rhythms sent to share

Drinking thirsty from the fountain as her finger it did press

On the chrome implanted wishes of an early moon confess

When I looked off in the distance and her beauty it did play

It delivered an affection and I could not look away

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Blue]

It gives me a dreamy, magical feeling that "I could not look away" from this piece. Beautiful, Jack.

[Vidya Bacchus]

I love everything you write .It is always filled with emotion and comes from the heart.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Vidya. I always appreciate your sweet words to me.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome my friend.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

This is not your typical style Jack, I'm not saying that is a bad thing by any means, I just feel it's important you know I think that before I review. One thing that sells this to me, is that it is stripped raw of addition and editorialize, a very well written piece, maybe I can advise you to keep up with this style, even if only privately, certainly something to research, well done!

[Jack...]

Thanks Thomas, I do try to change my style and approach from time to time. I know most on here see me as a romantic writer, but most of my published poetry is horror based. This did however come to me as I read Frieda's "Echoes of your Stare" an early Sunday morning just before sunrise. Her poem had a profound effect on me and this is what came from it. I am pleased you enjoyed this and keep looking my friend. You never know what I may come up with.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed Jack, it's odd isn't it, all of my published work is farce and comedy, where on here I am seen as a very dark poet! A funny world!

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Just magnificently done, Jack. We never know what may spark our own brilliance!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend. Frieda's "Echoes of your Stare" inspired this.

[Justsimplyjulia]

Beautifully written....
-Dragon

[Jack...]

Thank you again for your kindness

[Chris]

I'm glad I paused here this morning. You had a lot that needed saying AND being heard.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Chris. I am happy you paused here as well.

[Chris]

Coffee helps on a Monday.

[Mark]

Nicely done Jack. Enjoyed it.

[Jack...]

I appreciate it Mark.

[Cassie]

As usual, I loved this one. The imagery is great. Good job my dear friend

[Jack...]

Thank you Sunshine.

[Rita L. Sev]

There is something eerily divine in this poem, Jack. Wonderfully crafted!

[Jack...]

Thank you Rita.

[Emma Grace Tennyson]

"Like a clock that’s steady ticking heartbeat rhythms sent to share"

Beautiful.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Emma for your kind words.

[Emma Grace Tennyson]

Anytime. :)