Smoke of dreams

How it swirls and billows in the air

unpredictable its course and flow

It floats in joy and despair

without knowing where it will go

It raises falling in the breeze it drifts

wood burning smell near

Evaporated solid coal shifts

dissolving thoughts once dear

Burning dreams release their smoke

from emotions dying ember

Glowing coals orange stain I poke

burn red with heat from what I remember

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Burning dreams release their smoke
from emotions dying ember
Glowing coals orange stain I poke
burn red with heat from what I remember

Very beautiful visuals created here, dear Soren. Such smoke is as fatal for the eyes as it is for dreams and hopes. Your words were suggestive of corrosion, acidity, pain and burn. The saddest part is that the smoke is so diffuse, as you indicated beautifully in the first verse. It just rises unplanned and flows with no shape or restriction, wrecking massive havoc.
I so relate! Wonderfully written!

[Soren]

Leave it to you Divya to divine intent and meaning from my words. You have cut through the smoke screen indeed. Thank you so much for the wonderful review.

[Betty Hermelee]

I believe you are speaking of fires and how they shift and change with the air currents.." it floats in joy and despair"... dependent upon how fierce or calm...moments of remembering those fires from yesteryear, when you would stoke them in a fireplace....and the scent of burning wood, then turning to red hot coals, is so inspiring .....precious memories
Warmly, B

[Soren]

Thank you Betty for your read and interpretation it is valued.

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome!⭐️
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Soren.. a perfect poem for the Times we now experience. We come together to Celebrate the Occasion of raising our Flag of Freedom in a Land of Dreams where Winds are becoming an Omen of Goodwill and Generosity. And ❤️ Love … Amen 🙏. Pat

[Soren]

Thank you so much Patricia for the read and most kind words. They are deeply appreciated and valued.