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S o f t W a i v e

the room light
bulb blazes fierce
throwing like a noon
day sun
the shadows
askance

but theres a haze
softness rounded
on textures

eyes trained of a
months worth of
chilled snow crystal
rounded topography
chimney plumes
rising as a city bends
and speeds past
beyond bus window
dreamers

stretches reading
the black band
like a shadow
racing across
her curling
hip
cupped with light
like a wave
the patterns
of dreams
like leopards spots
reclining
down long
legs

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Comments

naturally this poem is to be aimed at simplicity but opens a labyrinth to depth askance

in real life i mumble....have difficulty phrasing in
simplicity...my ordinary speech is a jumble
poetry was a magic world
still is....

its just a set
a scene
..

thank you..

author comment

I called in before bed to have a read, some great imagery in this one my friend beautifully done(as always) :)

much love JC xxx

("Always and Forever") - (Never lose a holy curiosity.-Albert Einstein)

touring touring
the field of work always
changing
but not the worker

a set....

scene...

thank you..

author comment

Another great read, almost as if it was magical. Regards Roscoe..

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

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