Escaping Clouds Illusionary Images
Escaping
Thoughts, feelings, desires, life and lust for love,
escaping the confines of the heart. soul, consciousness
of this old spirit that wants to hang on so
- no desire, no inclination to let it all go
even though the last breaths of hope
seep out of the lungs of love –
but knows, it is all lost on the winds of indifference.
Indifference, she seems to be soaring on
to new plateaus, to higher planes
of expectations – to be met – by ?
This heart becoming an alone orphan
among the crowds of lovers – coalescing,
bringing to, giving to, sharing each to the other.
B. J. “A” 2
October 5th 2008
Clouds
Illusionary Images
A black cloud, hangs heavy over head – casting shadows.
Clouds, permeating blue skies – images of, coalesce,
from the multitudes of representations – imagined.
A cloud that often rained down blue tears
- tears that are drowning all the hope and desires.
Solar winds, blowing cosmic dust, tearing at this heart
ripping apart the clouds, dissipating their essence,
leaving particles, specks of, to drift apart, become invisible.
This naked eye, the minds eye, never saw a rainbow
reflected in tear drops that hung off this pot of Gold.
The story told, – nothingness ? – her world so cold.
B. J. “A” 2
October 5th 2008
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2013
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