Amorphic


Restless

Amorphic

Dreamless mass

Dripping through the tiny cracks

The angle of life is just too steep

The birds may sing but the sands still creep

Time is a cloud enveloping truth

An abstract future that alludes

Past conclusions shuffle by

Every painting a washed out blue.


© Rik - 03/03/2007




Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-03-03 at 19:43

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Pamela A Lamppa
I liked this a great deal. "Time is a cloud enveloping truth"
that is an awesome line and a note to live by. Wonderful words. I am surprised more people haven't commented on this poem. It is very good. Truly struck a chord with me today. Well done. A pleasure to have read and enjoyed. ~Pamela
2007-04-21


Karen Canning
love the last line it totally completes this well written poem

huggs
karenxx
2007-03-03


Kathy Lockhart
once i was sure and opinionated about many things and now as i grow older my view has been altered to see most things as grey instead of black and white. As we grow wiser (hopefully) with age, we often learn more about life and see that we really are not as all-knowing as we once thought. I say, "the older I get, the less I know." This poem brought forth this thought again powerfully with a gentle flow. I love the symbolism and the vividly emotive imagery. As you can see by my long comment, I am deeply moved by your poem. I sit here mesmerized.
2007-03-03