Out of slumber I awaken
A dream so unsettling
By a vision taken
my poems, crumbling
Dry words dissolving into dust
lifted in bibulous clouds by the wind
where with moldy scent of must
no polished rust erosion could rescind
Cobwebbed sites on which I'd written
to plastic novelic prose fallen prey
Poetry's beauty book smitten
splintered shadows of another day
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: September 27th, 2024 03:25
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments9
Out of slumber sounds like a very bad dream, just as well it's just that. 🌹
I guess the rest of the poem confirms that Teddy. Thanks for the read and comments friend
Good write, SB. Hale to the poems that come out of the night.
Thanks so much Jerry for the read and kind words. I appreciate your support.
Poetry will live in the hearts of poets as long as there is a means of recording down words. Great write soren. 😉👍
Thanks so much Accidental for the read and kind words of support. I appreciate it.
Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi appreciate it
A poet’s nightmare after such a dream. Enough to put you in a panic. Nicely penned Soren.
Thanks so much Cassie for the review. Thank you for the support.
Seems writing Nation Drugged has left you morose, like me. Good work just the same.
Some people get more worked up with rants I just blow off steam. Thanks for the read Dan I appreciate it.
Those dreams can be filled with wonder and love as well soren.
Andy
So true Andy but I need to take out the trash, A little venting makes room for the good air. Thanks for the read Andy it is always most appreciated
Great write!
Thank you so much for your read and comment it is deeply appreciated
I love this
Thank you so much for the read and most kind words. They are appreciated
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