Yet another exploration of 'sad' and like the previous poems is from a time well before the now; a couple are of women I have known in this life and one is from a life I used to be in and has passed completely.
Empty Spaces - 06 Feb 10
The place where you stood Is now an empty space In my mind The dreams we had Now gone to dust And blown by the wind Across the shores of time
Memories are all I have now Of where we used to be And what we used to do Memories...and a trace of dust On my palm A hint of perfume On my lips From when we kissed Fading now Fading
I have wondered what it would be like to return to the remembered times but at the same time I realise that, since I have changed and the 'you' will certainly have changed as well, this is a pointless exercise - apart from the use for creating poems. Thank you Muse, for permitting a brief return to those spaces...
After I told someone that there wouldn't be a post here on Muse, because I was having a dry spell, Muse turns round and taps me on the shoulder and requests that I start to write. Problem was that I was doing some messy clearing up so this had to grow in my mind before I could let it out.
Her Promises - 05 Feb 10
She made promises Promises that sparkled In the night That glittered like her eyes When she smiled
Promises that filled my mind And dreams...and fantasies With a promise Of a beautiful time To come
When I looked at her promises In daylight I saw them for the empty shells That she had created And I cried
This is another of the 'sad' phase of poems - I am hoping that this will change soon.
Sometimes the 'real' world becomes inextricably blended and linked with my inner world, I often find that I don't always know where I am and in which world I am living.
Another Memory - 04 Feb 10
Wind howling at my door again Rain scratching at the windows Trying so hard to get in, Hearing your voice in my memory Blending with the wind-song Drawing me to look out To see if you are there - looking in
Tears on my window Mocking the rain on my cheeks Wondering whether to go out To get closer to your voice In the storm... I touch the windowpane Unyielding Wishing it was your skin I sigh and turn away
I have been invited to explore 'sad' again - wish I knew why.
This sequence of Senryu was birthed over a number of hours, starting relatively early and spreading over the midnight hour. I felt that it would be good to post them all here so that they could be viewed as a whole.
Phoenix Trilogy - 31 Jan & 01 Feb 10
She took my heart and Melted it in her fire I could not resist
Forged in the fire Mixed with glowing coals; my heart Made stronger by flame
Nurtured by fire Reborn from flame, I take flight I am the Phoenix
It is not right that the reasons for the birth of these Senryu be discussed here, only that they should appear for your enjoyment.
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