Reflections Upon Breathed-On Glass In a Ghostlike World

All people know - is how to be unbearable. Inspired by old films, Man Ray and Luis Bunuel.

Clockwork youth drearily passes life by with no goodbyes, as if in a nightmare.

Burnt out patchwork dreams are the ashes from the death of a flame.

Shadows appear resigned, narrow reflections of revenge in a ghostlike world.

The ballet of flowers and insects, all things come and go. 

The kiss heartlessly leaves no trace, all things wear out and die.

Cloud-like minds wearily rotted by deep rooted childhood nightmares.

Dried up love wilts like flowers, yet the stem of the heart leans to the sun again.

Vines clung inside our wrists slice through shadows and weaken for love.

Falling in and out of light, all people know is how to be unbearable to one another.

We're all mirrored shards of the moon, pouring out of mutilated clouds.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Zoe Jay]

I loved the ethereal and contemplative title, it's very atmospheric, and sets the feel from the outset. It also made me think of the landscape within a human mind - a shadowy, ghost-like world, with a suggestion of many things going on, just barely invisible behind a screen of misted glass... with thoughts coming and going, brief yet as clear as glass, arriving in the moment and then fading, as breath fades so swiftly from glass.

The poem itself continues to be strongly atmospheric, a rich descriptive poem depicting an almost Dickensian scene, detailed and tightly woven and evocative. Like Dickens, you let the subtleties of the descriptives and moods tell the story and highlight the emotions and issues, rather than explicitly bringing these things to the forefront. Very beautifully done. The language is rich and your use of rhythm, sound, and modulation from short syllable words to multi-syllable words gives the poem satisfying chunk and feel and musicality. This is sophisticated and classy writing.

[misha]

What an interesting piece, great job.

[Angela]

I love the line " Dried up love wilts like flowers, yet the stem of the heart leans to the sun again" that is beautiful and lends to hope.

In the first line you may consider changing it topass us by without a goodbye. It's more grammatically correct. Your choice. I would consider shortening the title to something like Ghostly breath on glass, or the like. Nice write

[Kerry O'Connor]

I think this is my favourite piece of yours so far... Each line resonates with the sad fact of being.
The ballet of flowers and insects, all things come and go.
The kiss heartlessly leaves no trace, all things wear out and die....

[Siddhartha]

Straddles the whole gamut of human experience. A telling discourse on ephemerality of everything. An eloquent commentary on the darkness that lies within. And above all a moving piece about hope.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Excellent poem my friend, I am actually at a loss of words to relate how brilliant this is.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

the whole think was so powerful and eye catching with the style and in all, incredible masterpiece! incredible work!

[Deactivated_BurningDemo..]

I love it. It's powerful and the imagery was something else entirely. When I read a poem I rarely imagine anything. Here my mind was working overtime. Well done. :D

[Calypso]

Nice poem

[sentimental~ galore]

oh what a magnificent piece, i am especially moved by the ending, great wrap up of such a morbid and beautiful thought. You contained some deep and provoking poetry and emotions in this, i commend you for creating such lovely imagery with simply wonderful words...its broken but also deeply touching.

[Cheryl J. Turner]

I like the underlying positivity, a life gone a little astray but with hope left for a better future... Isn't that what happens to us all.
Quite a thought provoking piece.