Time frozen in thought
A million miles away
Darkly deep in despair
I take the weight off my feet
And I look out to the sea
A sky of grey, a somber stillness holds
Lost in the recesses of a cobweb filled mind …tangled dreams remain
I take a seat in a realm of a different world
Loved once more by the kiss of the lukewarm sun
Distant and free
From the gloom of the desolate room I
Left in the darkness of its shutter enclosure
Now in the distance… only mere rectangles of black on russet vertical towers of town
From here many have seen the solitude view
Yet today it’s just me and the street light
Only the lonely
Lost in the gripping tempestuous seascape vista
Silence, darkness and cold surround me
I no longer dwell among the living nor the dead
A hundred light years ago it seems
I lived in a radiant form
Now but a brittle shell hovering to its end
Shadows take shape
Leaving traces of things past
Lucullian church bells ring and echo
On a wintry ocean breeze
I slowly take my leave
Annabelle
Go to Sleep, Darlings... “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields It covers them snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to Sleep, Darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll
Sunday, November 12, 2006
A Million Miles Away
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MIDNIGHT MARGARITAS
A place for keeping my art in larger formats
*** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ***
“Where there is no imagination there is no horror”. Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.
*** Sir Christopher Lee ***
“There are many vampires in the world today - you only have to think of the film business”
* ~ Spirit of the Night ~
Soon it will be Hallows Eve...Time to create Art from the Dark Side ***Annabelle
~ Turn of the Screw ~
A Flickr mosaic I made some time ago ~ Annabelle
WE WERE SOLDIERS
~ Annabelle
7 comments:
Beautiful and very evocative, the photograph is really fitting as well.
Annabelle, I'm speechless and that doesn't happen often. What beautiful words..you clever, insightful and romantic woman..!!
Love it! Beautiful I see myself at times here..taking the weight off..."kiss of lukewarm sun" ahh I can feel it!!
Gorgeous photograph and the poem divine!
Bravo my precious friend!
Love Jeanne ^j^
"A hundred light years ago it seems
I lived in a radiant form
Now but a brittle shell hovering to its end"
This line really got to me.
I cried when I read it Annabelle. I looked into my mother in laws face two months ago as she faced death, and to me, this is a summation of some of the emotion she may have been facing. I distinctly remember her tucking her hands into her lap as she lay in the hospital bed and saying "Well, I guess that is it, then." She was so brave on the outside, yet inside, who knows. I know her Christian faith got her through, but man, she must have been scared.
When did you learn how to write like this?
You see, this is why I nag you to post everyday.
Keep em coming!
xo
Are you poet???your words are very beautiful.. the poem are very beautiful and i love this photo a lot
I love poetry and literature a lot. No I'm not a poet Virginia but I wish I was. I guess if there is some interest in my work I'm obviously reaching people with my work; a good indication to continue.
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