Searching Through Stillness


Searching through the stillness of
suspended mist for something of
nothingness were shreds of bright
stupefying essence darting past,
electrifying the air, lighting the void,
forming twisted, spiraling mathematical
puzzles, laughing, mocking, save for
a single ray whispering “not tonight”.
I wept.


Augustus / Houston, Texas / July 2017



    SOON !

    • Augustus

      Thanks. And thanks for,favoring.

    • Fay Slimm

      Pulsing with atmosphere the verse flows toward such an inventive last line - waiting for Muse in the still of suspension is something I can relate to my friend. An excellent piece of work.

      • Augustus

        Thanks so much for your comment.

      • P.H.Rose

        Augustus this is
        Just brilliant.....
        Wonderful imagery

        • Augustus

          Thanks so much.

          • Augustus

            Thanks a bunch

          • Diamond

            Ohh I know this feeling. Right poem I read at the right time. And nice choice of words. Beautiful work Augustus.

            • Augustus

              Save for your half minute piece. Lol. Thanks, yes I believe we can all relate.

              • Diamond

                lol....Many times its already too late before I realize that I uttered a poem in my self talk....And I beat up myself for the "non-writing" days. Thank you anyway.

              • 3 more comments

              • kevin browne

                superb verse my friend.

                • Augustus

                  Thanks man.

                • Louis Gibbs

                  "Not tonight", where have I heard that before?? Seriously though, this is a fascinating poem which I enjoyed and can certainly relate to as a poet. Thanks for sharing!

                  • Augustus

                    Yea, I have a headache routine. Same with the muse. Heh, heh.

                  • Michael Edwards

                    It's all been said. Just great.

                    • Augustus

                      Thanks man for reading and commenting.

                    • Christina8

                      Great poem. Beautiful imagery!

                    • Heather T

                      Oh, the elusive Muse. It's a virus that causes brain static, finger stiffness, and mental constipation. Now I want to weep, too. Love to you, Augustus.

                      • Augustus

                        Love the love notes, especially from poets. Thanks

                      • Johnny Lawless

                        This reminds me of my favorite poem, "Stillness" by Robert Goslin. It is an important read for everyone in my opinion.

                        • Augustus

                          Tried to look the poem up. Found the writer. Thanks.

                          • Johnny Lawless

                            Just Google Stillness Robert Goslin and you should find it.

                          • Goldfinch60

                            That muse can be so elusive sometimes but it was certainly with you when you wrote these words.

                            • Augustus

                              Thanks for your kindness

                            • malubotelho

                              Awesome write Augustus. I see you like to write about love and fantasy too. This is what inspire me most. Thank you 😊

                            • Johnny Lawless

                              "not tonight." I weep.

                              • Augustus

                                Thanks James. Better luck next time.

                              • WriteBeLight

                                Hey Augustus! YOU are our MUSE! :)

                              • Gary Edward Geraci

                                So exhilarating to write that which only you were created to write Augustus and at the right moment..Right? I enjoy your alliteration and free verse.

                              • samreen Chowdhury

                                Wow the imagery was powerful here!

                              • Johnny Lawless

                                Sleep well in the long night. Hope to see you again.

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