Oh I wish I could dream

It's just a damn poem....................

 

 

Oh I wish I could dream

 

 

Oh I wish I could dream

neath a nightscape disaster

frowning entanglements

formed in these eyes

Fractured endeavors

from here till tomorrow

born of this heart

atop stagnant steam skies

 

Dripping of sense

never once fond of finding

answers in deep

as the quicksand holds on

Sinking this man

into unknown decisions

raking his soul

crossed the oncoming dawn

 

Painting a picture

in oils on canvas

clear as a bell

ringing quick to it’s toll

Clutching this throat

deterring all breathing

dropping the fear

ever hard on his soul

 

Grabbing a thread

and a rusty old needle

stitching this mouth

so to no longer speak

Draining that blood

pulled from fingertip prickings

crimson expense

slowly rendering weak

 

Watching the fall

from some higher up places

chuckling loud

at the sound of his scream

Checking a pulse

in an emptiness feeling

waving goodbye...

Oh I wish I could dream

 

 

Author's Note

My friends, this is not about relationships, or talking or love or anything at all...It's just a damn poem. Geez.....Kind of how I was feeling at the time....

Reviews

[Blue]

Hmm, that's why I got confused as to what you are trying to say, Jack. But hey, this isn't as bad as think! It's even good...

[Jack...]

Thanks my friend. You never know what I am thinking when I start rhyming. :)

[Blue]

Let me know, then. :P

[Jack...]

I will if I ever figure it out. :)

[Pryde Foltz]

Painting a picture
in oils on canvas
clear as a bell
ringing quick to it’s toll
Clutching this throat
deterring all breathing
dropping the fear
ever hard on his soul

Talk about your own worse enemy. Yeah, I guess we all feel this way at time but never come close to putting it into such expressive and artistic terms.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend. I always enjoy when you visit.

[oscardelamarca]

hello friend, really good to be just a moment of your life, you make one then alive, I am impressed, very good your lyrics, I really congratulate

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for your kindness Oscar.

[Cryingkate]

Jack maybe your hanging around Freida tooo much :-)

I can't tell your poetry from hers. Good thing you both put your names on them :-)
Dang i bet you two could reach ecstasy in one minute while scratching each others eye out enjoyably LMBO

[Jack...]

Thanks my friend. Comparing my poetry to Frieda's is a HUGE compliment. Now I am smiling.

[Madalyn Beck]

Word painter Jack, I am envisioning this and it seems crystal clear, even through the dark edge of your words. This is a great write. I enjoyed it a lot!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Madalyn. i appreciate your kind review of my work.

[icelandicblue]

This is extremely graphic imagery, as if Quentin Tarentino wrote a poem...especially that rusty needle part. We all hurt at times and it seems hopeless for we feel things deeply whether we write or not.

[Jack...]

Thanks Anne, that is a huge compliment. I appreciate you stopping by.

[Claire in VA]

Like Nike says, "JUST DO IT."
You did !
Very nice flow of thoughts of a real poet.
~Claire

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Claire.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A damn poem indeed, that makes one sit up an pay attention, well done, good read.

[Jack...]

Thank you Thomas for your kindness.

[m.s.early]

and sometimes the poem is just words. stream of consciousness crafted then honed before serving. in this case the flow and the rhythm draw equity with the nuances of the chosen syllables. The meaning is as interpretative as it is expressive.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much X

[Rita L. Sev]

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar... And a good poem is a good poem. Amazing things happen when you just let the ink flow, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Rita.