Soft Words Weep in Stillness

The early morning listens
to soft words that weep in stillness
Echoing from the treetops
of their existence
Distant mountains breathe
an air of sadness
Into the verses that now arise
From my soul

In places where the sunrise
accepts forever's
gentle fade
Stand the tears
upon a raindrop's face
Falling a thousand times
to be lost
in the shadows
Where they play among the pages
Of my day

When the scent of a special grace,
smiles into my depths
Sweet spirals of my existence
break through
I find I am breathing out an air
of precious gladness
Into the verses of soft words
That ensue

Reviews

[quinfinn]

you display a propensity for skillfully attaching romance and tender raw emotion to the written word, which i greatly admire and enjoy. you are indeed a romantic poet of the first order, worthy of praise and attention. obviously... you possess the combination of a lover's heart and a warrior soul. exquisite...

[Ladysue]

excellent opening verse. this has an amazing airy flow. the piece is beautifully sad...just a pleasure to read.

[nathan]

This poem is so surreal it makes my soul ache

[Arthur Henn]

Into the verses that now arise
From my soul
In places where the sunrise
accepts forever's
gentle fade
When the scent of a special grace,
smiles into my depths
Into the verses of soft words
That ensue

Neva Flores - Beautiful! My favourite lines - Could be a poem all its self!

Love the photo also...

And that title captured my soul

[Audrey Howitt]

Often for those who have been deeply hurt, there is a special place of deliverance. And in that place, pain and love are one in a way that brings salvation to the soul---out of that place we can find peace--this is what your poem said to me today

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Words of a little sadness witten into beautiful!

[KAREN]

Beautiful, but a sense of sadness flow along with the words. Nicely done!!
100/100

[Daytonight]

Beautifully done. Keep on penning.

[Larry Dyson]

love the begining.. etherial but hauntingly sad..a bit dark perhaps?..
The early morning listens
to soft words that weep in stillness
Echoing from the treetops
of their existence
Distant mountains breathe
an air of sadness
Into the verses that now arise
From my soul

[Poetic Beauty]

this is beautiful and slightly sad. It has a longing feel to it and I love the artwork that you picked to go with these words.

[Judy Ponceby]

Lovely ethereal write, Neva. Enjoyed this :)