Silent sultry night
-charcoal gray-
wisp of remembrance
fluttered along the
timeline, demarking
crisp memories of mine
and ours,
dreams engrossed
in a dance of
melancholia,
surging along
with the rise of a
familiar loneliness.
Hope trickles down,under a
dreamless blanket,
as another ash-strewn
midnight, awaits
sepia colored
dawn.
I like this.
It written with an almost subdued tone but contains some very vivid imagery.
I smiled as I read each line…so much lays there. Seems luke a song unheard, beautiful!
You clearly captured the feeling of melancholia. I like the idea of a sepia dawn.
http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2011/01/24/boundaries-jingles-poetry-potluck/
Interesting piece!
happy potluck!
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Thanks for linking,
beautiful poetry.
A+
I enjoyed this so much.
this was lovely .. like a beautiful painting ..
Very nice picture you paint!
raj you said so much in last few lines. splendid.
trisha
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I got some weird dreams recently.
lovely piece.
Happy monday.