After the walks, the mingling, the search for empty places,
After the conversations that leave you stranded by the doors,
And thoughts that lead you to lonely spaces,
The darkness of night,
The dullness of an angry, uncaring moon.
After the gestures, the laughs, the dances,
And half remembered hopes, dreams, the retreat...
Of desire in cobwebbed corners,
After the many petty annoyances,
The play of precise masks and painful words.
The still, wet streets littered with ash,
The drained, dried veins littered with death,
The darkness becomes more dark,
The song left unsung,
The barren fields of an unborn spring.
"This is not death" the darkness still whispers.
See? The voices stray.
See? The hands still touch.
Unbending,
Unheeding,
Untempting...
We have lost our way.
I remember once, the lightness of your eyes,
Blooming in the sun,
An iridescence of glittering, passionate color,
The vastness of emptiness behind you:
Some things refuse to die.
Some things refuse to be born...
~Rhiannon
A contest entry
- ANYTHING GOES by SHADESOFVERMiLiON.
500 points, ended June 4, 2007, 43 entries
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"See? The voices stray.
See? The hands still touch.
Unbending,
Unheeding,
Untempting..."
you have the most beautiful poet inside of you.....I can only begin to pin words to the tails of my thoughts when I read your work..I love it so much...it has the greatest feeling to it...all of it

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Aw. You are so sweet. Thank you so much for saying that. I read your work and it's like the greatest mind trip ever. It's so unique. Nothing compares to it...it's one of those things that if you ever become published, we will be able to read it and before we get to the end of it we will all go..."That's The Burning Year's" work. No doubt about it. And that, my friend, is a great thing.
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haha
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you're great
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Is this your 'subconscious' or is this actually how you feel? It sounds very depressing to me.
But wonderful words. I'm jealous that this poem is yours, and not mine.
'See? The voices stray.'
'Some things refuse to die.
Some things refuse to be born...'
Be strong.


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This is exactly how I feel. I'm always depressed and have always been. Though for the most part no one would ever really know that because I just don't talk about it. But yes, all of my writes are always the way I am feeling.
Don't ever be jealous of anything I write. You are a very talented writer yourself. I may not understand everything you write, but your words are very impacting. I love your works.
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Well... if you ever need anyone to talk to... or scream at... I'm here. I've had depression.. diagnosed as Moderate Depressive Disorder.. and I never want to find out what severe is like. I woke up and cried until I fell back to sleep. Being depressed is very difficult.. simply because you can't see the light in all the darkness.
See though.. on your background here.. the light is blinding me!
Try to keep focused on that.. although that sounds like.... empty words, I know. I've been there. I've heard them.
Thank you... for what you said.
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Thank you so much. It means a lot and your words are not empty. You're a good friend.
And you are always welcome.
And if you ever need me, I'm here as well.
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Thank you.. and thank you for calling me friend.
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bravo
A highly introspective poem, but very well and very ably done, indeed! bravo! bravo!
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Thank you so much, I always enjoy getting comments from you. I really appreciate the time you took to read it, and the time you took to give me encouragement. It means a lot.
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WOW, girlfriend! This is absolutely powerful and emotional! I must say very well written and flowed quite nicely.....I hope you are well....glad to see you writing....keep the ink flowing...smiles, Terry
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Thank you so much. *smiles* I've been a bit slow at getting anything that seems worthwhile out there. Most of my writes are just that...a write that has no pint or anything. Maybe just a random thought of trying to get out of what may be called writers block. Anyway, I do appreciate your kind words as they always give encouragement.
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