Hiding Behind New Dust

Hiding Behind New Dust

Looking back

there was, without a shadow

of a doubt a certain beauty there

…

Albeit trapped and shrouded

caught and held firm

on those high narrow ledges

…

And again, within

such deep crevices, like those

we once found hidden and then lost

…

Yes, that is where it so often

went unnoticed despite such an

extraordinary spark at the heart of it

…

Where stained glass

stands as a sharp testimony

to the new dust that now surrounds it

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

What an incredibly beautiful poem. I had really strong visuals of a church or cathedral positioned in the heights of mountains. Now in disrepair, but with memories of its former glory. The spark of the congregation filling the now ruined remains. The stained glass shattered and left as a reminder of better times. Something with that sort of beauty would be difficult to replaced and I sensed loss here.

Chris

[Neville]

it feels like our cerebral hemispheres are somehow linked our Chris .. I had a very similar picture .. but then I guess you already knew that ... :)

[Neville]

Oh' and I thank you bigly :)))

[Chris Shaw]

Are you kidding me? I didn't get that image on the first read. I had to go away and come back to it. Then it came through vividly. Are you trying to wind me up? Lol

[Neville]

No, not at all.. I had the idea of floating cathedrals and sunken temples and ..

[Chris Shaw]

and.... Not them dots again..... :)

[Neville]

The very same 🍷🍷👍😎

[AJNJ]

Beauty retains its allure under all the dust...Trapped, shrouded or buried in a deep crevice, the human soul never misses it, even in passing. It always registers and sometimes more so in retrospect. Loved where you took me with your words sir!

[Neville]

and how very kind of you to let me know you have visited my friend ...

[AJNJ]

More than just a visit, this is a poem to treasure! My pleasure always friend 🤗

[Neville]

.................. you just made my whole day smile :)

[AJNJ]

..............🤗

[John the Baptist]

I get the feeling of a beloved building, maybe a church, that no longer stands. Perhaps a victim of development. If so, it's a sad testimony to "progress."

[Neville]

progress happens, but not everybody benefits from it .. do they ......... thank you JtB read more
progress happens, but not everybody benefits from it .. do they ......... thank you JtB

Neville

[Delmar Cooper]

Lovely poem expressing a universal dichotomy. Thank you for sharing this.

[Neville]

thank you for stopping by to consider it .. much appreciated and true ..

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Such enormous emphasis on fragility of reminiscence through "powers of observation" lyric from Nobody home by Pink Floyd. But felt something ancient maybe a monastery holding itself up on
"Where stained glass
stands as a sharp testimony
to the new dust that now surrounds it." Asking the present appearance of things nothing but your forgiveness for the tragedy that has followed. Yet all the speaker can say is " Beautiful" whenever words attempted to express it. Resting comfortable in silence discovering heirloom that touches the heart in deepen nostalgic ways beyond understanding. I got a lot of thoughts read it over and over again. Thanks for the feelings while reading beautiful work. Sincerely your friend in writing and life :)

[Neville]

I really can not thank you enough my dear literary friend..

All Good Things,

Neville

[Fairy Khan]

We often start noticing the beauty and importance of things when we look back at them, reminiscing. This is what is happening to us in the present times when we are looking at the "once found and now lost" things, our freedom, social life, everything. I hope this time passes soon and we start valuing things as and when they are present.

[Neville]

I appreciate your visiting these words and certainly agree with your desire to value things in the here and now ..........

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

There's a lot to see in these words a lot to think. I enjoyed this read. This line really spoke to me and that it was so well put.

"we once found hidden and then lost". Wonderful poem. Tyfs

[Neville]

more kindly words are hard to imagine ... thank you Cyprian ................. Neville :)
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more kindly words are hard to imagine ... thank you Cyprian ................. Neville :)

[barleygirl]

Your artful words remind me of how we might've thought, when in the middle of a situation, how yukky it felt, but then years later when we look back at that time, there are such marvels & delights to be found under new dust. Your title is rip-roaring, making a click irresistible! (((YES!))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

................... He loves the way you think Margie, in fact we all do ... Click on why dont'cha
and so say all of us ........... (NUDUST) barely Neville :)

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

Where stained glass
stands as a sharp testimony
to the new dust that now surrounds it

Stands sharp as a testimony... Powerful imagery here, deep and intriguing thoughts as I see it.
From a new cut there lays the new dust, Very powerful and quite intriguing,

[Neville]

thank you my friend for your kind and well reasoned comment on my little scribble here .. tis muchly appreciated and true :)

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

not a problem at all

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love hidden within the crevasses, gathering dust...longing to be found again.
j.

[Neville]

that's how I often feel jacob ... bless you my friend
N.

[Just Kim]

Love your last stanza a lot, this is so wonderful

[Neville]

and you my friend are seriously kind .. and I thank you so very much :)

[Just Kim]

no problem, i hope you have a great day

[Neville]

........................... and back at ya :)