Chris Green Poet Free verse

Nothing, At All

Nothing...at all  

I recall seeing golden fields
basking beneath sunset wishes
and dragonfly dances
on a canvas of nature’s own hand
painted in fantasy brush strokes,

tree lines waving at blue skies as
autumn leaves created a vibrant landscape
like so many colorful kites
floating aimlessly on a cool breeze
sifting through pumpkin patch mazes,

chilly days inviting snowflake flurries
from alabaster hydrangea clouds
silently sailing above pine cone hillsides
welcoming evergreen aromas
and fireside smoke streams reaching,

though today as I stand here alone,
gazing through these moistened eyes
blurred moments hover like
 heavy draped cloaks coating my visions
in broken heart darkness as I realize, 
without you
I now see nothing…at all

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Alexis Y. January 31, 2017 at 5:12 PM Hi Chris, The imagery you created was so delightful. However, the tone of this write is sad. Losing the one that you love can cause life to be dull and empty. This was a tear jerker my friend. A without a doubt seven- Alexis Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 6:52 PM Thanks so very much Alexis, your kindness would make even the most broken heart feel better. I always appreciate your wonderful comments on my poetry. Thank you again my friend.

Charmaine Chircop January 31, 2017 at 4:31 PM Heartwrenchingly sad towards the end Chris..What about having another look around you...kites might still be there...soaring high. Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 4:42 PM I might just have to give that a try. :) Thanks so very much Charmaine for your always encouraging and nice comments.

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 31, 2017 at 1:20 PM A real hard-knock life poem, Chris. I mean it in a good way. You kissed us ... then you kicked us at the end. Hard-knock life, I guess. Get used to it, eh. Loved the imagery, it was fantastic. Hydrangea clouds, huh ... look at you, getting all sci-tekkie on us. Good for you. Loved the poem though. Love and peace to you. Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 1:28 PM Thanks so much Freddie...hey I can get sci-tekkie with the best of them. Live long and prosper my friend. :)

Darren White January 31, 2017 at 1:00 PM I smile because it's beautiful poetry, imagery, aliteration and such. I am sad for the feeling expressed. Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 1:27 PM Thanks so much my friend, just read the first three stanzas only and all will be fine. :)

Nette Onclaud January 31, 2017 at 12:31 PM ohh, now i'm almost teary-eyed.. very poignant and beautiful, chris.. huggs Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 12:50 PM Thank you Nette, but I'd like it better if you were smiling. : )

Charlie Smith January 31, 2017 at 12:02 PM Talk about a feel good gone south...Wow, you killed me with that last stanza. Very well done Chris. Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 12:50 PM Sorry about that Charlie, I should have put a warning up first. :) Thanks so much my friend.

Heidi Sands January 31, 2017 at 11:58 AM Are you trying to make me cry Chris? ...very well expressed. Sad. Chris Green January 31, 2017 at 12:49 PM No Heidi, not at all. I only like it when you smile. :) Thanks so much my friend.