A vision

Out of slumber I awaken

A dream so unsettling

By a vision taken

my poems, crumbling

Dry words dissolving into dust

lifted in bibulous clouds by the wind

where with moldy scent of must

no polished rust erosion could rescind

Cobwebbed sites on which I'd written

to plastic novelic prose fallen prey

Poetry's beauty book smitten

splintered shadows of another day

Reviews

[MsJewel]

"Cobwebbed sites on which I've written" a verse I can relate to having lost so many poems on a poetry site that shut down. Your poem is well written and enjoyable to read. :) Julie

[Soren]

Thanks so much for the review and kind words of understanding they are appreciated.

[Marie]

Gosh! What a poetic nightmare, Soren! The visual detail is eloquent making the poem a gripping write. I agree, so many of the truly good poetry sites have disappeared in the past few years. They have never been replaced, don't think they ever will. Our poetry on those sites are indeed "Splintered shadows of another day". Superbly worded! I love this poem, dear Soren and thank you for sharing it with me...

[Soren]

Thank you so much Marie for the read and your continual support it is valued more than words can tell.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, Soren...