Artistic Projections

This lingering          dark cloud   

Is passing through my heart space

no sunshine as yet but

the cloud has changed form somewhat

Like a thunder storm passing through,

it leaves a taste of what has been.

A gray, electric filled mist

dancing with ghostliness

 breathing 

it in 

 leaves me quiet.

I am still here

in the paintbox

that artistic display

lonely as it is.

it seems magic

 has not yet arisen

in me 

in me 

 long the river flows

how dark

 how deep

Author's Note

mmm seems i'm getting a little more creative in my form , this pleases me :)
enjoy .. I may tinker around with it again , not sure..x

Reviews

[Sarah Hobbit]

I really like this poem! I think the way you have writen it is very interesting and fun.
Well done
Sarah :-)

[Robert Haigh]

Quite inventive and poetic. Mixed moods and emotions seem to be coming to the fore here.

[Pendantry]

I see a small cartoon child standing there, hands held low; spiky hair... probably just my imagination ;)

[Star Wolf]

This is very mysterious...its as powerful, deep and fleeing like a storm that even after it passes you know its been there. This is excellent writing, I think.

[Hoosier Belle]

I like this write, like how it looks like a heart. Awesome write!