Heather Ober Poet Rhyme

Denial

Memories float away,
catching sunlight as they sway,
a cloud of spent dandelions
dancing on the breeze,
like a blizzard in summer,
a storm without the freeze.
 
Numbness settles in
with its needles and its pins,
robbing feeling, looting hope, 
weeding dreams before they grow
like a smattering of stars
snuffed by the city's glow.

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John Fleming November 4, 2015 at 1:13 AM I like the way you close the poem with those last two lines. For all the intrinsic beauty of our great cities when lit up at night time they lack that one lovely thing: A canopy of dazzling stars! My best regards, Heather. :-) john

Richard Lamoureux September 5, 2015 at 3:40 PM So great to see you back writing again. You have not lost your touch Heather.

Eileen Manassian September 5, 2015 at 9:30 AM There you are, Gorgeous! It's been a while, but look here at what you post....Simply....BEAUTIFUL! I loved the wispy feel of this piece. Good to have you back. Hugs