MOVE ME POETRY — A POETRY COMMUNITY LIKE NO OTHER
Tragically Beautiful
I feel as if I am dismissed
as if I was never here
a shadow figure
my substance lost
in seconds
in the light
or perhaps indeed
like a mirage
I fade in and out of view
yet am perceived
for only seconds
in the light
a silence drifts in
on soft wings
that only I can see
and night cloaks me
in delicate ink
my strength has ebbed
I am submerged now
in these waters of darkness
drifting dolefully
in the depths
I feel the weight in my bones
where pain is a river
constant and flowing
yet feeling nothing
it is what I seek
time seems to flow
more slowly now
as if submerged
beneath heavy waves
that blanket the surface of life
obscuring the light
draining the colour
slowly bleeding away everything
but the stark shades, of silence
my lingering tendrils of white
aching to ache, burning to burn
flowing like moonlight
ethereal silhouettes, intertwined
I am in the wind now
with the echoes of words
I have never heard
the echoes of the soul of the me
I will never be
the echoes of the eternal flame
of poetry
above the waves
a fracture in the night
just wide enough
for me to see the light
shards of glass, reflections of you
this moment is everything
tragically beautiful
waves of emotion flowing
in unending undulation
the whispers of the night
fill the empty chambers
of my heart
replacing dust with petals
tearing the darkness apart
peace at last
as ink flows
flood after ebb
words spill
blooming
like wildflowers
© Ann Bagnall
** A poem from my book ‘I Am The Mirror Empty Without You’ published on Amazon**
