Nothing shall be

 

 

 

 

Nothing shall be

 

Lost in the desert,

brow beat and empty

Marching the beat

of an old drummers song

 

Clutching the sand

in a hand I imagine

Thirsting for all

only finding it wrong

 

Wandering lonely

the shore of a nightmare

Angry moon’s claws

find my heart tender, bare

 

Slowly but surely

with skills of a surgeon

Ripping my dreams

with the slightest of tears

 

Daring the day light

to rest on my shoulders

Cast of my eyes

in this heart broken sky

 

Hearing the echoes

of seashells that whisper

“fall to your knees,

time to have a good cry”

 

Scanning the heavens

for only a flicker,

eyes that I seek

staring down on my face

 

For soon of this shadow

now following closely,

nothing shall be

no, not even a trace

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

a haunting lonely write.

[Laminators Dubai]

“fall to your knees,
time to have a good cry”

i liked the poem and the image.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[Troy Henson]

Firstly I do love that image:)

Great depth and emotion in this Jack. I felt every line.

Regards
Troy

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Troy, I appreciate you stopping by.

[Cassie]

This one took me to a sad place...you always capture your readers emotions, my sweet friend, I like each and every of your work and I missed reading you.

[Jack...]

Thank you so muc sweet Sunshine for gracing my page with your smile.

[Larry Dyson]

rejoicing comes of the morrow
entanglements swept up by the resonance
the shifting comes as the apocalyptic
rapture.Did I just say that to you?
hmm did I...

[Jack...]

Hmmm, you did. Thanks so much my friend.

[Rita L. Sev]

Heartache and sorrow echo in each verse, Jack. I find myself wishing for flowers to bloom in that desert...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Rita. I appreciate it.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Capturing feelings and thoughts inside this~
Nice wrap-up at the end.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Josie for your sweet words.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are welcome, Jack.

[Mark]

When we feel strong emotion the universe shapes itself around us. Very well crafted verse.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Mark.

[Pryde Foltz]

Hearing the echoes
of seashells that whisper
“fall to your knees,
time to have a good cry”

Each of these stanza spoke to me , a really fine expression of grief with just a touch of the wry. Bravo.

[Jack...]

Pryde your kind words always make my heart smile.