The ideal of beauty is simplicity and tranquility.--Goethe
Black
as a nightly shadow
in the middle of a
bright day,
the feline figure
sits
perched
on the uneven,
stone path.
Surrounded
by flowers
of all colors and
shapes,
she
(no doubt feminine)
stares into the
end.
A tree,
darkened trunk,
shadowed
by leaves aplenty,
stares back,
waiting,
waiting.
9 comments:
This for some reason made me feel bereft and sad...like a lonesome tune of a forgotten song....or flowers laid on a tombstone...of pain waiting to be enveloped in a pair of arms..sigh..
It is beautiful :)
Beautiful. You give a colour life.
A tree,
darkened trunk,
shadowed
by leaves aplenty,
stares back,
waiting,
waiting.
a beautiful poem indeed, the above stanza is my favourite
Beautiful poem, a shadow with atitude
I can feel the suspense brimming. ^_^ The contrast of hues and images works well for me.
Ill have to echo A's comment!
back after long time
lovely poem!
cheers
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vivid imagery and a hint of expectation and hope here..am here after a long time .
:)
Imagery, mystery- nice. Plus, I love quotes. A different quote by Goethe is on my writing desk:
"Whatever you can do,
or dream you can do,
begin it.
Boldness has genius,
power and magic in it."
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