I thought I saw you once, reflecting in a clear glass window, plummeting in a thousand drops of rain, whispering under a weeping willow.
You were in the scorch of a sun and the pale of a moon, in a white curl of surf pitching up on my toes, in the sting of my skin as I lay down to rest.
I thought I saw you once, inhaling the steam from a pot of simmering souls, gulping wine from a goblet of salty tears, thieving existence from someone’s trove of hidden treasure.
You were aching at the feet of those you’ve wronged, riddled with regret and pained by loss, wishing away what won’t be undone.
I thought I saw you once, but I never really saw you at all.
Breathless…beautiful…poetry
Thanks Jen. (0:
…more of this please Hazy…
We’ll see…
A nice depiction of a familiar, unwanted presence. Full of mystery. Very well done.
Thanks, Tony. I appreciate your comment. Writing is so strengthening and I’m thankful for that.
Ohh my heart. This is beautifully sad.
Sad does a good beautiful. Thanks for the comment, RMY. <3
Bloody marvellous. This is totally breath taking.
Thank you so much for the comment…and for stopping by!
The description in here is awesome. Really really good, need to write more of these! lol
Thanks, Vinny. I appreciate it. I do really enjoy doing them.