I

themed on loneliness, isolation, beauty and helplessness...

 The speck-strewn void peers therein

where its face stares mutely back 

beneath a mind at war within,

 the makings of its trap.

Amidst the vaulted dark of night

ripples strive to emulate,

to ape the starry orchestrate.

 

 

Ember tendrils grasp to chain,

to mar the mirror's subtlety

bound in liquid primal bane

whence flames erupt incessantly

I, soul-thralled, must suffer sight

whence out the cosmic grail

the stellar symphony unveil.

Reviews

[Color of the Iris]

That was really quite elegant. I loved how you wrote it like it was real poetry. You gave everything a certain light, and you kept the poem flowing smoothly, while drawing a reader in. Good job, keep writing!

[kait]

this is a really good poem i liked it

[Moth Phoenix]

Deep poem I must say :)
I enjoyed it!!!
Great job!!!

[Ruth]

Very intense and I love the scanning here! Poppy

[lexxus]

loved it very expressive, loved how the rythem of the poem remains a mystery until the very end and the meaning is very strong and true!

[Eagle Cruagh]

The meaning of this poem is far beyond
my reach.
What is obvious from the outset is the great
talent displayed in this poem. The language is
exhibited like a tapestry, tempting the mind to
unravel just enough to solve it`s mysterious origins.

Sometimes the way words are displayed is like a beautiful
thing even though comprehension eludes the reader.
This is the case here, it is beautiful in the way that it
is buildt.

Perhaps reading this another time, under different conditions,
it will surface in all its hidden nuances.

Thank you for the writing.

----- Eagle Cruagh