INTO THE PAST This entry was posted on February 7, 2013, in MY POETRY and tagged friends, Friendship, life, love, Loyalty, People, POEM, poetry, Promises, relationships. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments Yesterday it rained blood It tasted like irony on my tongue Wishful dreams turned crimson Come to drown me in a hematological flood Promises fell from silver clouds Spherical layers pounding my eyes Damaged frozen balls broken On jagged heart shaped beats Pausing too often The most unhealthy rhythmical feat Touch my humanity with your wind Feel it slip between your hands Phantom caresses lost in time Tender notions no longer sublime The blood stops falling for a moment Frozen in the air like balloons floating I see your rusting eyes just once more Before you turn and disappear Into the past where you belong About these ads Share this:FacebookPrintEmailTwitterPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
{Snaps} You always blow me away with the power in your poetry. The ideas and images become crisp and clear, yet you don’t need a thousand words to convey it all. {snaps} Reply
In this case…it seems I am talking about a person but I am talking more about a situation that keeps popping up Reply
Wow! That was powerful. Very nice.
“Rusting eyes”, wonderful
“Phantom caresses lost in time” felt like past love to me…
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You always blow me away with the power in your poetry. The ideas and images become crisp and clear, yet you don’t need a thousand words to convey it all.
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Thank you for the smile!!!
Wow. You made music with your words in this… ~J
REally? Thanks…jen
That’s a great poem. Well done on this!
Thank you
Keeping the unwelcome past in the past. Difficult sometimes, but you are winning.
In this case…it seems I am talking about a person but I am talking more about a situation that keeps popping up
Lots of power here. I liked “Phantom caresses lost in time” it says a lot.
Thank you…
This should not come back. It can’t.
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