Hopefully I can emit emotion. I was depressed, yet life still lit the candle for me to see with. - 18th March 2011.




Crying window.

Horizon - the vestige of whom is shown,
Please, just leave me alone,
Yet nothing but reflected pride.
What be the weather in which I stride?
Fully opaque, though no voice inclined
For thats His sake, and not mine.
Solemn neighbour, please walk in line.

And rain spread in the end,
The shards of the illusive friend.
Crying windows trying to ajar,
But defeated to get that far.
Sombre, the modern celtic;
Whisper a draft of authentics,
A heaven born for the eccentric.

Failed in the aeon of love,
The silver shine of a severed dove.
Crying windows, weep and close,
Blue crystal rivers and a raindrop rose.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2011-03-18 at 23:32

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lewis findley
excellent indeed. Thank you for the kind word. Please pardon my truancy in responding. Lewis Findley
2011-03-25


NicholasG
This is very good John. It's focus on emotion is acute. Outside of the central topic, the peripheral is like roiling water.
Thanks, I enjoyed this
Nick
2011-03-23


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A very poem , I appreciated , understood , fully. Spring will lighten your coming days. The crying window will dry , the spring sun will shine in , worm the inside and invite you out in too the world.
Ken ( D Williams )
2011-03-22


Okuola Paul Abiola
nice poem enjoyed my r thankseading
2011-03-21


C-F Haegring
sometimes the feelings are pounding but not let in/out.

a nice poem!
2011-03-20


Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Very beautiful
with a playful rhyme
Thanks for sharing
N T
2011-03-20



Emotion was well emitted and that raindrop rose catches in the eye and travelled to the heart. There is a candle that never snuffs out. And I too am thankful for that.
2011-03-20


shells
I found this to be complex and beautiful, especially the third stanza "crying windows trying to ajar," great line.
2011-03-20


Telesforos
Beautifully written in a classical sense with well-balanced rhymes!
2011-03-18