Watching the clouds
Drifting, careless
Watching the clouds
Shifting, loveless
Flexible freedom, no longer tightly bound
Higher life, never lost but never quite found
Without a purpose
Living loveless
Without a purpose
Living lifeless
Missing stability, hardly supporting myself
Yearning for a love, but unable where I dwell
Watching the moon
Fixed, pulsing
Watching the moon
Immobile, loving
Unable to feel the light caress
Unable to embrace all but death’s kiss
Eternal darkness
Forever and dark
Eternal darkness
Impending, and hard
Watching their lives
Slowly fade to nothing
Watching their loves
Slowly grow to everything
Flexible freedom, no longer tightly bound
Higher life, never lost but never quite found
Watching the clouds
Drifting, careless
Watching the clouds
Shifting loveless
Each new poem is a breath of fresh air, they just keep getting better and better. Good work Paul
Good imagery. I like it a lot. beautiful... again! :) ~Lacey~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I Love This! You're A Great Writer! ~Autumn~