Faded With the Night

Within the cinereal swirls
of clouded skies
I hear the quickened beat
of my pulse, fall within my steps
and the echoes of mind
on these empty streets
as i walk alone, lost
beneath the shadows
of buildings that fall
from lambent light
of crescent moon
in its slow rise

I see the glimmer
of thousands of faceless stars
among night's ebony drop
as they trace the darkness
scribbled through fate,
the distance between us
is just as great.

I feel hidden from life
like the last leaf
on near naked trees
beneath winter's frigid touch
yet i cling beneath the winds of time
ungrounded, yet untouched
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

De Beaulieu Avatar
September 7, 2019 at 6:07 PM
Hello Sandra Adams, as i read this poem, i can see the images passing by. have a nice evening my friend.
Adams Avatar
September 8, 2019 at 11:33 AM
Thank you so much my friend... hugs :)
Kiser Avatar
August 5, 2019 at 9:44 PM
Quite lovely in scope; wonderful imagery.
Adams Avatar
August 6, 2019 at 2:02 PM
Thank you for your visit and kind words ML :)
Krutsinger Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 6:32 PM
"I see the glimmer of thousands of faceless stars" - I had never thought of them as faceless, but I guess they are. This is deep!
Adams Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 7:06 PM
Thank you...my muse digs some different images up sometimes, but i guess all muses do... :)
Hamilton Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 3:05 PM
Last leaf on near naked trees, that's just pure gold, loved this one Sandy. Sometimes when they flow quickly without much thought those are the most satisfying ones of all!
Adams Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 3:21 PM
Thank you John, this time of year is often somber, many loved ones left at summer's end, many birthdays of those gone also fall within the same time frame....my muse always pulls something in from it....and i agree, sometimes she struggles when i try to force feed her thoughts, i give in and let her go sometimes :) hugs
May Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 9:03 AM
You penned this beautifully Sandra..
Adams Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 9:22 AM
Thank you Joseph....sometimes when i give in to the muse and spare a few minutes the outcome is nicer than force fed thoughts.... hugs :)
Mcgee Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 1:13 AM
Sanda this is full of feeling...like the last leaf on near naked trees...nicely penned. a fav.
Adams Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 9:20 AM
Thank you Jeanne... this was one of those 5 minute writes from a train of thoughts....glad you enjoyed it...Thanks for the honor of being a favorite of yours :) hugs
Wolf Avatar
August 3, 2019 at 10:43 PM
The pain is felt in each step, in each line of this write. A haunting piece. So nicely done! :) gw
Adams Avatar
August 4, 2019 at 9:16 AM
Thank you Gershon, sometimes something sparks a fire under my muse and she goes off in a direction of her own! hugs :)
Merryman Avatar
August 3, 2019 at 2:59 PM
Sandra, I enjoyed reading your poem with the vivid imagery. A lovely and melancholy piece. Love, Kim
Adams Avatar
August 3, 2019 at 8:32 PM
Thank you Kim for your visit and kind words :)
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace