from my window
i see a world
you do not see
i see madmen
in the street
selling candy-coated nightmares
on corporate auction blocks
for the mere price of your soul
and hear the sounds
streaming from city streets
that go unheard
when children cry
in the night
with parental fright
praying for morning’s light
to embrace the sight
of an unlocked door
into a world most fear
you did not hear
the shallow breaths of fear
throughout the night
like waves of tears
nor did you feel
the touch of love
that a poet knows
sometimes in dreams
on passion’s bed
in a candle lit room
My friend Toni Cross has presented another challenge photograph for me, but his one is very special since it is a photograph of her…how does one poet begin to capture even a fragment of another poet’s spirit within the lines of a poem? Not sure that I have an answer…but here is my attempt to convey a some small portion of the spirit that I have seen in her writing. I hope that she will approve of what I have attempted.
I don’t know Toni or her writing, but you have presented a snapshot-poem that gives me a very fine idea of her and her life.
A beautiful poem. x
This is lovely! While I was reading it I had goosebumps! My you are gifted to write, please keep writing 🙂
it is a tough challenge.
Another great poem-You are a very talented poet my friend.
Should we try to find another window with a different view, or would they all frame the same sad picture? Wonderful poem. Heartspell
you do this well, and bring an entirety to what’s behind the portrait
Either way…You have written an excellent poem, it’s beautifully done.
u is good
Wonderful poetry. Glad I stumbled across your blog:)
I don’t know Toni, but I think you did a beautiful job on this poem.
fantastic poem….a great great portrait of Toni:0
btw this one is for u:)
Very interesting point of view from the window – some see, some refuse to see, and some are just plain blind
simply fantastic. sometimes minds of two people mingle very easily, sometimes dont. why? dont know.
beautiful loving expression of poetry
Maybe we really need to have many more windows! But wait.. that means we could be allowing ourselves to witness more madness! Oh my my!! What’s this world coming to!?!??!?
Well done, my friend…
The palpable fear… and the free mind – a look at ourselves and we know what we do not want to know…
As evil grapss the shallowness of life, it is upon us to be strong and muster all bits if strength and look directly at it in the eyes.
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Two poets revealed in one poem…well done!
You are tooooo cool 8) 😎
Beautiful and amazing that in this case two can be expressed as one, wondering why and how that happens, enjoyed this