No One Hears

No one Hears

 

everyone listens

but nobody hears

a cheek glistens

with silent tears

shouting won't make

a blind man see

crying won't ease

the misery

colours are fading

turning to grey

shadows are braiding

the last light of day

a monochrome halo

hangs in the sky

the scornful echo

of a seagulls cry

night keeps its vigil

so paint your dreams ~

amongst clouds dismal

a miracle gleams ~

night brings its silence

that deadens and deafens

night brings its own sentence 

........nobody listens.......

ⒸRose

The Wind And The Sea

The Wind And The Sea

Stained with the wilful moods

of the tempestuous sky

the concupiscent sea sings

to the wanton wind

waves arched into undulating

curves

heaving, cresting, caressing

soliciting the wind

tempting him

with her allure

desiring his

stimulating touch

to kindle, to ignite, to inflame

her arousal

until in union

their lusty

motion, emotion, elation

rises and falls

surges and swirls in an

ardent dance

erupting 

onto the shore

spilling over

long dark tresses

of seaweed

shadows

that lie glistening

in the moonlight

upon the pale naked sand

ⓒRose  

Good Night Sadness

Good Night Sadness

 

I lie in bed staring at the ceiling

I know it's every line

I know how the shadows fall

and wait for them 

to hide the sadness 

written there

before I close my eyes

I slip into a dream

bleak and bare as the ceiling

Even the moon is bare

and cold as stone

 

A watchful tree stands

rigid, silent, accusing

 

A violin begins

to keen piteously

 

A butterfly -  merely

a fragile shadow of itself

flutters, trapped

in an erratic flight

 

A rose weeps

a putrid bouquet

There are no shadows

here

Here there is no

 escape

from the sadness

written on

the ceiling

©Rose

 

This piece was inspired by Paul Eluard

'Adieu tristesse/ bonjour tristesse/ Tu es inscrite dans les

lignes du plafond'

Theatre of the Absurd (Repost)

Theatre of the Absurd

The head/face in this image is a photograph of a reflection that appeared on the wall. Don't ask me to explain it - I can't - but there has to be a logical explanation for it I just haven't found it yet. Anyways, it freaked me out so I paired it up with an image of the moon ( it looks as though it belongs there).

just a face
in the crowd
of a meaningless
universe
midst arcane
echoes
of abstruse
dialogues
and tired
cliches
just an
incongruous
character
in the theatre
of the absurd

©Rose