Edmund Strempfl Poet Rhyme

Broken

BROKEN

Scattered shadowy clouds,
silently scream in this brain aloud.
Leafy thoughts, fall and scatter,
branches crack, in a mind of matter,
weathering the mental days,
twirling winds, spiralling a mindful maze.

Spiriually rusted,
a battered battery drained and busted,
psychologically dried and dusted,
repairs required, survival or revival.

Days and nights,
melted memory lights,
flickers of the past,
reflecting a darkening shadow cast,
Seeing future appear, from the rear.

Tired from tomorrow's wane,
views from a warped window's pane.
Potted, no longer in bloom,
from the worldly rein of gloom.

Tick tock, upon the wall,
an earthly revolutionary call,
from the weathering daze,
and an evil haze.

Time and end,
will not amend,
a sensing feeling,
to be awoken,
is this earthly life broken?.

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Heidi Sands June 28, 2021 at 7:53 AM Well written Edmund :)

Paula Goldsmith February 16, 2020 at 10:25 PM I love your last line, "is this earthly life broken?." That is a great question. Have a wonderful day....... Edmund Strempfl May 8, 2020 at 8:45 PM Sorry for late reply, due to medical but a little better now and yes give thought to many who may feel this

Andrea Dietrich January 2, 2020 at 9:36 PM The tone is dark and deep. I think you did a great job showing us this feeling you evoked. Edmund Strempfl January 5, 2020 at 10:14 PM Thank you for your interest and comment. I try to paint with words and meant to be dark and deep from my experiences and the effects causing my view of my earthly life.

Richard Lamoureux January 1, 2020 at 6:16 PM I like your take on Broken. Thanksfor your Visit. Edmund Strempfl January 1, 2020 at 6:39 PM Thank you so much for your interest and comment and glad you enjoyed it

Paul Callus December 30, 2019 at 8:23 AM These are metaphoric, deep thoughts, Edmund. Both rhyme and a sprinkling of alliteration are noticeable. Regards // paul Edmund Strempfl January 1, 2020 at 6:37 PM Thank you for your interest and comment and do put much thought into my poems

Michelle Faulkner December 26, 2019 at 11:41 AM So dark and profound, excellent write- Edmund Strempfl December 29, 2019 at 5:09 PM Thankyou for your interest and comment. I do try to paint the words of my visions and feel, but also capture the reader.