Night cried into the
saltiness of Ocean’s waves;
drowning out Moon’s lust-
er that lingered far, far a –
way; an eclipsing shadow
thrust crashing whirls of sorrow,
stinging fog coated eyes – staled
while a desert stood silent,
whimpering for lost time
700th post! Woot!
Congrats on the 700th! That’s a lot of musings! 🙂
Thank you! Lol! A lot of musings. 🙂
Love it and woot indeed!! 700th
Thank you Zoe! Woot! Had to do another. 🙂
well now i have too woot!
Lovely words and what an amazing pic! Wow 700th….congrats!
Thank you Cat!
Could you rewrite this work and go more into depth in the version of the original. I would really enjoy viewing the work. Thank you.
Thank you so glad to have you here reading! I appreciate your comment, however, it was my intention to have the poem evasive and limited. It is part of my play on the word “vanished” in the title. I wanted the feeling of losing or missing something. If that makes sense.
Thank you very much. I understand your intent. If you relate another work to this premise send me a message. gday!
🙂 I will do that!
Conceptual. Thank you anyway!
cool – nice mystical feel in this… and wow… congrats on no. 700 – that’s awesome
Thank you Claudia! I like “mystical feel” sweet!
This gives off feeling of the earth’s and beyond elements naturally stalking us. And considering we all eventually vanish is both haunting and true.
Yes! I like that! It’s like an eery kind of lurking about of nature and such … during fall the sky, moon, stars, sun, nature in general has a different feel to me. It’s like we are all part of their movie – last night I said, “this time of year always makes me feel like I am in The Truman Show or something” have you seen that movie?
That is one film I have not got round to see yet. Your poem reminded me of something I wrote about the large moon in my last book. Your take on nature and the universe always fascinates.