|
Menu
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 186203
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Hundred Miles From Midnight
[time] => 2019-05-07 16:21:23
[hometext] => Woke this morning with an image in my head and this is what resulted. Without any over-thinking had this finished in about 30 mins.
[bodytext] => a sunset pendent
effortlessly hanging just above the horizon
as radiant fingers paint the heavens
with the hues of an ambient spectrum
just beyond the gravitational stare
of twin dilated spheres looking expressionless
yet with an unnerving intensity
able to pierce the obscurity of space and time
where neither emotion nor reflection show
the desperation of a trapped soul reaching towards eternity
as Hell encircles Heaven; trying to strangle
a perpetual faith
encumbered by the anticipation of life
where the well trodden path and that which is less taken
have become one in the same
when with weightless touch Death takes a wayward hand and opens the final door
when the hues of an eternal sunrise return more vibrant
shining once more through the reborn eyes of a triumphant soul
taking wingless flight through technicolor ecstasy
a hundred miles from midnight
2019
[comments] => 9
[counter] => 130
[topic] => 62
[informant] => ingeniusidiot
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => spiritual
)
A Hundred Miles From Midnight
Contributed by
ingeniusidiot
on
Tuesday, 7th May 2019 @ 04:21:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
|
a sunset pendent
effortlessly hanging just above the horizon
as radiant fingers paint the heavens
with the hues of an ambient spectrum
just beyond the gravitational stare
of twin dilated spheres looking expressionless
yet with an unnerving intensity
able to pierce the obscurity of space and time
where neither emotion nor reflection show
the desperation of a trapped soul reaching towards eternity
as Hell encircles Heaven; trying to strangle
a perpetual faith
encumbered by the anticipation of life
where the well trodden path and that which is less taken
have become one in the same
when with weightless touch Death takes a wayward hand and opens the final door
when the hues of an eternal sunrise return more vibrant
shining once more through the reborn eyes of a triumphant soul
taking wingless flight through technicolor ecstasy
a hundred miles from midnight
2019
Copyright ©
ingeniusidiot
... [
2019-05-07 16:21:23] (Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment. That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by JamesStockdale on
Tuesday, 7th May 2019 @ 10:54:34 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
That/'/s crazy.
Makes you wonder if you thought of it or if it was put into your head. At what point do you think this up? There/'/s more to poetry than we know. Spectacular writing indeed.
Very impressive!! Go back to sleep again for us :) |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Wednesday, 8th May 2019 @ 12:35:27 AM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Keep a journal by your bedside. When we close our eyes, we can only see within. And you have found a panorama in technicolor!
softerware |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by unknown_utopia on
Wednesday, 8th May 2019 @ 04:40:08 AM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I am speechless
do not know what to say,
EXCELLENT
Hall Of Fame flow for real..... |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by Invierno on
Wednesday, 15th May 2019 @ 08:08:01 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
As I/'/m finding out with you, your pen is more a paintbrush.
A beautiful way of expressing a timeless concept.
You are an awesome poet, Sir!
Invierno |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by alicewhite on
Wednesday, 5th June 2019 @ 05:43:13 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Here/'/s to that lighter shade of grey alien in my shed who seems a warmer shade of oranges are nor the only fruit in my head
Your poem reminds be of David Bowie
Abstract and exact love it
|
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by alicewhite on
Thursday, 27th June 2019 @ 01:31:17 AM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Just like my mirror image twins Venus effect piercing my side to circle the square wave function fractal singularity colours of the rainbow collapses before your very eyes even eyes wide shut thinking thoughts see photons with waves thinking of white light, every colour of the rainbow just t like the double slit experiment going on in our heads, thinking thoughts is i think the very act of us observing that is thought to cause the wave function to collapse and seems to settle as tho it were a particle of dust that can only be observed when caught in the light just right as only envisioned through eyes wide shut see sea only love |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 09:51:34 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and it seems to have gotten your creative juices flowing. A little morning introspection at its finest. Fantastic title and great usage of it at the end.
~Scorp |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by Invierno on
Wednesday, 12th February 2020 @ 01:12:48 AM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I/'/ve already commented on this, but do so again. I like the tip to Frost. I did the same, on the same, on the same poem at some unknown point. The title hooked me, man.
Well done...again!
Invierno |
|
|
Re: A Hundred Miles From Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 16th September 2020 @ 02:35:05 AM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
dynamic! |
|
|
|