August 16, 2008
Ember
It’s late at night
Adrift in a sea of memories
Though faded with the passing of time
an old flame’s ember glow oh so slightly
Whispers passion of lost love
On a gentle breeze while I lie still and at ease
It’s late at night
Memories, beguile and whisk me away
to the sound of a distant heartbeat drum
Oh night, let me drink my rum
That I may close my eyes
fade away, and take me away
It’s late at night
A poet’s heart cry
Exhibits his litany of tears to the night sky
A Constellation of tears
Laid out countless nights ago
My wound, my chart, my devotion
It’s late at night
I take the moonlight ride
starlight paves the way of the soul
The heart beats to the distant hum of a lover’s breath
Crossing the sea, an ember of the old flame to soothe and warm
A soul’s weary journey home
Major Tom Says —
This is a very good poem.
Made on August 16, 2008 @ 9:47 am
The Soul Sheik Says —
Thank you brother! I think your one too…(-_-)m
Made on August 16, 2008 @ 9:48 am
haze Says —
Wish I could make such a lovely poem, this is just beautiful
!
Made on August 24, 2008 @ 9:20 am
soulsheik Says —
>>Haze
Thanks for the comment. I would love to read your poem one day..
Made on August 24, 2008 @ 2:36 pm