Roaring waters

Resonating mistakes in the darkness of regret.

Imprints lingering as the journey progresses,

Glowing red for sightless voyagers

 

Urgency

Pushing passed preconceived notions

Heads that were tilted up, gazing at clear skies with clouded ideas

Now searching through the nightfall

Dense greenery telling secrets and horrific tales

 

The imprints no longer set in                   

Desperate forms anticipating at the peak of the cliff

Soil particles tumbling down rocky slopes

The ending chances on some

Those gently coming to an end, a peaceful story of exhausted bodies inches separating them from perdition

The roaring sea of dirty waters rising up… charging with furious force

Daring to exude the peril of its existence

Yet holding strain where the choice has not been made.

 

 

 

Author's Note

i could do a better job but hey... this is wht i have for now.

Reviews

[misha]

Such a beautiful piece. It flowed wonderfully. Great job!

[KAREN]

I think you have written a very deep poem that is thought provoking.

[Coyote Poetry]

"Daring to exude the peril of its existence
Yet holding strain where the choice has not been made."
I like the strong description leading to the good closing of the poem. The darkness of regret can leave us to dangerous and lonely places. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote