Tuesday, August 30, 2011

a feeling ...

I keep hearing footfalls
behind me,
tapping, tiptoeing,
following;
if I am asleep or I am awake,
whether through a melting sunlight
or a cascading curtain of rainfall.

Looking back would only destroy all hope.



image - http://dversepoets.com/2011/08/27/poetics-third-eye-open/

19 comments:

Mary said...

I like this very much. Sometimes it is hard to turn something from one's imagination into reality! It isn't the same somehow.

Old Raven said...

Good morning ... I have not been up very long, so my eyes are not yet reading accurately. So, I at first read footfalls as football. Very silly I know. I am glad I finally saw the words properly for they are very beautiful.. And as I read again, your words created a beautiful picture.

Celestial Dreamz said...

^ @ old raven - hehehe Gosh you have got me grinning and laughing aloud a while with that! This is the best comment I have had for a while now :-D ... well now, a tip tapping of football sounds not so bad after all ... hehe ...

ayala said...

Beautiful!!!!!!!!!!

Pat Hatt said...

Very true, sometimes the reality isn't what you wanted, but sometimes its better, either way no going back. Unless you can build a time machine..haha

Brian Miller said...

great turn line there at the end...are they good or bad...guess you will find out when they catch up...smiles.

Ann LeFlore said...

This is so true things are hard to turn

Anonymous said...

"I keep hearing footfalls
behind me,
tapping, tiptoeing,
following"

This part was very eerie. I loved it. :)

~safehousepoetry.wordpress.com

Reflections said...

Love the depth... very inspirational in feel. Intriguing too.

The Unknowngnome said...

I like the "feeling" of the "footfalls" through the "rainfall", "tapping" "tiptoeing" like the rain itself.

Not bad MAD! (Moonlight and Dreamz) :)

Jannie Funster said...

Short but very meaningful!

Eyes forward can be a good way to go.

LOL on footfalls / footballs.

The Cello Strings said...

profound.

Rose said...

Love the unexpected ending - yes, I do think it would be best not to see:)

suvaiba fatima ahmed said...

hey..
again like i said before magic is born in little things and your lines do give birth to it..!

keep writing
dasvadaniya..!

tolbert said...

Moon, You have such a talent for adding the soft touches of nature

"whether through a melting sunlight
or a cascading curtain of rainfall."

And realizing that the beauty is there...no need to look back...
So thoughtful and beautifully done

The Gooseberry Garden said...

amazing job...


Hohoho,

What charming poetry you have posted here.

Invite you to share 1 to 3 poems with us, anything could fit the theme of object,

Cheers.
Hope to see you in.

Happy Writing..
xoxox

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Ooooh, that last line packs a punch. I love this one!

Jack said...

C D,

It is best to let the hope within have own life and not to kill it by curiosity.

Take care

Jack said...

C D,

It is best to let the hope within have own life and not to kill it by curiosity.

Take care