Absolution

As the night falls
my thoughts compose the dreams
that define me now
an abstract soul
burdened by the complicated pain
of a lover�s words . . .
unsure love
�maybe�
�I don�t know anymore�
unknowns
that give me what I see
when I am blinded by closed eyes
nothing

The clock gathers momentum
yet it does not move
as I find myself in the sheltered comforts of the color of nothing
immersed
deeper
and deeper
until I am befriended
by this empty shade of darkness
I open my eyes
and see
the perfect solace for what I feel

There is no sliver of light
in this loneliness
no hues
to paint my wounded heart
a symbolic color of beautiful
just the struggle of me drowning
in a sea of motionless rhythm
as wave
after wave
fall from my eyes

I know tomorrow will come
at some point in time
maybe like a hidden treasure
to give my heart absolution
maybe the sun shall breathe light upon earth�s crest
and maybe
I will be me
again

Hello Mig. I don't know exactly where to begin. Your imagery is striking and bold, and the wording is so tight and powerful. The idea of "thoughts composing dreams that define an abstract soul" is so damn good, and the way you combine darkness and the imagined color and sliver of light makes me think of how Rembrant mastered using light and dark contrast. I like this. Now I have to search this forum for more of your work.

G.

Thanks G . . . I have to tell you that honestly I have no idea where my words come from. I just sit down and write whenever a poem hits me.

keep up that lovely writing x

Bravo!...Reading this took me straight to Irving Stones novel "The Agony and the Ecstasy"...I know that might sound crazy, but the believability of your poem made me think of what Michelangelo said to Ghirlandaio about Donatello's wooden crucifix...This is a beautiful piece of art Mig......

Loved this made me want to just give you a hug

mig...

Awesome work!