Burned out dreams

 

 

 

 

Burned out dreams

 

Lights strung above this out of place darkness

create shadows of an invisible existence

Filaments of glowing hopes and wants

droop towards empty heart beats

 

Alone in this overcrowded nightmare,

checking the time on faceless clocks

in no particular sequence standing

like sentries on broken boundary lines

 

An endless runway of lifeless orbs

dot the landscape in Morse code warnings

as I turn away in a curved defiance,

unable to accept the words touching my eyes

 

And still, glistening raindrops fall from overhead wires

reflecting each tear drop of prism’d descent

For even if I wake, screaming as the light disappears

she will still be gone, like every other burned out dream  

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I like the analogy of burnt- out dreams like burnt-out lights and Morse code warnings of an invasion or secret plots of sorts. I guess if we have all these detective methods for love those things won't happen but everythings has its finality and time to go...A wonderful , sad poem...:).............

[Jack...]

So true you are Sami. Thank you so much.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome ...Any time...:)..................

[Marie]

Sad images..."glowing hopes and wants"..."lifeless orbs"...

It makes me think of the lights of Christmas going out, rather than the coming of an unfufilled New Year's...

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Marie. I truly appreciate you

[Lydia Shutter]

A dirge of epic proportion, Jack. It seems the coming of the New Year causes many of us to reflect on the past and dreams that remain unfilled....dreams that might never be part of our realities. The imagery in this one is stunning. The emotions and regrets are expressed honestly without wailing. A very good one, Jack.....but I wish your world were a bit sunnier. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Lydi. I hope so too. I appreciate your sweet words and you do make my world sunnier each time you stop by.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Oh Jack I feel the powerful lament in this desrcripive poem full of lovely metaphors which set the tone so well.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. I appreciate you kind words.

[Chris]

Strong words with real bite and heart.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Chris.

Is there a show tonight?

[Chris]

last I heard there was...

[Scott Metro]

You exude a loneliness even in the simplest of your perceptions...a rare art.
Enjoyed your second sight and the great weave.

Scott

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Scott. Happy you enjoyed this.

[Michael Hof]

very deep and appealing thanks for sharing

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Michael.

[one sky]

Empty heartbeats...
A part of a person dies when his/her love one is gone. So heartbreaking.
Thanks for sharing this.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your kindness. I appreciate you reading this.