Log In
Trance
By Clydes_Bonnie
Bare forests
blue skies
and a setting sun..
holding my eyes
hostage, as
my mind swirls aimlessly
Suppressed
never touching promise
never feeling fear
although, I
cant
I cant even hear the silence in my ears
If asked what I
was thinking
Blank stare
I would speak of nothings
while slipping back into everything that
lives without words, that
lives without feeling
Trance
waiting for the sun
to set
so I can breath again
Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
Ask the author first.
Copyright 2013 Clydes_Bonnie
Published on Monday, April 22, 2013.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Trance"
Log in to post comments.
-
A former member wrote:
I like how you constructed this thought. There is a trance-like quality. I love the word "hostage", & am always searching for an excuse to nab a few. It's a fun game. There is another life to begin with each dawn, perhaps. Thanks for the words, Clydes.
-
On Tuesday, April 23, 2013, FadedBlues
(2096)
wrote:
...captivating reading. free of the prison of flesh, out of body...
-
On Tuesday, April 23, 2013, Electric-Chair
(121) wrote:
Awesome, descriptive words captivating
-
A former member wrote:
This is all too familiar. Awesome description!
Clydes_Bonnie's Latest Works Feed
Join