The dusty twilit sky settles under a glimmering crescent moon softly kissing the lips of shadowed stars a perfect standstill portrait a nighttime canvas a black raven sprung out of darkness from the black veil of dusk glides past an empty field of grass past the silent lovemaking caught dead within the city traffic beyond the graffitied condominiums and car lots fly on and on seeking impossible destination breach between earth and air love and hate abundance and lack unknown, unidentifiable value lingering broken within space and time
... And I must say, I am taken by this beauty ... a state of nothingness or in-between.
The profound statement made here, is abundantly forthright as well as empty. The reader is lingering on the notion that life is hanging in the balance. It is as if the time/space continuum has been fractured and no return foreseeable.
Descriptive and connected with all things we face daily...we know not what we have, until, alas 'tis evaporated.
We can sit and watch as the spaces in which you speak flow, slowly into the abyss. It is truly amazing (the power of words).
Much enjoy'd.
Thank you for sharing,
Legacy
Enlightenment may be a great contest to enter this one in, not certain however if you have entered any as of yet. According to your work here, I am positive there is more to be held. Poetic Infusion Society -
There is such a smokey ambiance of space floating between your lines. I felt so comfortable in your words. True artists write this way, you have it. Your poetic language moves effortlessly. Where, again, few will go, you dwell alone and love it!! Thank You for giving me your poetry. I truly treasure reading them :))) I'm going back and read it again what a treat!!
A beautiful potrayal of a raven's journey through the night and very insightful visions and thoughts skillfully blended with the imagery. A pleasure to read. Great write.
... And I must say, I am taken by this beauty ... a state of nothingness or in-between.
The profound statement made here, is abundantly forthright as well as empty. The reader is lingering on the notion that life is hanging in the balance. It is as if the time/space continuum has been fractured and no return foreseeable.
Descriptive and connected with all things we face daily...we know not what we have, until, alas 'tis evaporated.
We can sit and watch as the spaces in which you speak flow, slowly into the abyss. It is truly amazing (the power of words).
Much enjoy'd.
Thank you for sharing,
Legacy
Enlightenment may be a great contest to enter this one in, not certain however if you have entered any as of yet. According to your work here, I am positive there is more to be held. Poetic Infusion Society -
This is what I mean. You are a far better writer than I am in mine and probably many others eyes. Your way with words is impeccable. The description in this piece is amazing :) Very good piece! Looking forward to tomorrow :P
~Ty