yesternight

1.27.16

how naive a breath can be,

that cold air you let go

leads a hundred daggers on my throat.

I died yesterday

amidst the twisting melody of rain.

its mist covers me

like a rainbow of truth

thus your cheeks shines

with a flowing water 

Author's Note

cold night

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem left me feeling as if I had been left out in the cold. The feelings of isolation
that you conjure up...are impressive. You are a maestro of emotions.

[CHRIS ANDES]

thanks for the review my friend

[G!o]

This is one of the most colorful dark poem i have read today. The simplicity makes it easy to relate with and the pain and despair in it makes it lyrical and astounding. I love the imagery used and i love the poem.

[CHRIS ANDES]

thanks a lot for reading it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice use of words. You gave life to the photo. You create vision and place. Thank you Christine for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Chris]

Interesting "vision" - what was the pic that didn't post?

[CHRIS ANDES]

thanks for the review. just the same pic as on the last part of the poem.