Captivating

This is a poem that popped into my head on the car ride home. There is a several acre firing burning in our southern Oregon area and what it has been doing to the sky is Mesmerizing.

They Speak to me.

Their hands reaching out for Me.

Their Colors captivating the night sky.

Dark Forbidden Indigo and Violet.

They linger for brief moments,

Then Bleed into warmth, 

Into Fire,

Into Brightly Painted Roses.

My lens captures the idea,

But not the Image,

The Emotion,

The Essence.

I Bleed with them.

I Become them.

They are my Shelter,

And I their very own Kin.

I am warmed by them,

Their comforting Arms.

I am Cooled by them,

Their Heavenly Breath of Life.

I am Free.

Just as that Notion crosses my mind,

I am once again transported back to my reality,

My Hell.

Waves of Fear and Remorse  Crash into my being.

I am in the Car, 

Riding towards the place I use as a Home.

A Home like all Homes, 

That even in Dreams,

I Could never Grasp,

With My hands of Ownership.

The bills are flooding my mind,

The Creek of Finance has been Stopped Up,

Been Damned for what Feels like an Eternal Future.

I look back into the Dusk Sky.

The Clouds are just that; Clouds.

Nothing more.

Something Wondrous to Gaze at.

But Beings Completely Unattainable.

Locked away in my Glass Chest,

I Begin to Fade.

My Mind is stuck on this,

This Narrow,

This Dark,

This Horrifying Path.

My Future is Unclear.

I am Losing myself.

I am Alone.

Author's Note

Ok, I have not let myself right like this since my pubescent, angst filled, hormonal driven Teen years. Please go easy, But Please do leave Reviews.

Reviews

[Lynn]

Wow! I cannot believe that you have kept this extraordinary writingto yourself! Your deep descriptive writing made me feel as though I was there. Keep sharing!!!!

[Miss Coral]

Nice piece... I would say cut back on the capitalization though. While it can be pretty useful at times, when it's used this much, it becomes distracting.
Having said that.. I really enjoyed this piece. The imagery was fantastic, the thoughts coherent and easy to relate to.. in one word: real.
Nice write.

-Coral

[Crusaderscross]

I really like your style of writing. Very dark, grey, in the middle of something we do not know where. It is all over the place but actually makes sense. Liked it. Great job. Continue to write. I will read your stuff.