Wednesday, December 7, 2011

CIRCLE

forever walking in a circle
hovering around wall of helplessness
hands clasped
bleached memories
discarded sounds
forgotten souls
lost dinner trays
empty echoes
painful times
wind blown problems
troubled with darkness
with reality

stopping at the mirror inside the circle
hanging above the floor of reality
eyes closed
reflecting the beginning
wondrous fantasy
revealing surprises
morning dew
rising sun
winter snowshoeing
winding pathways
endless light
with magic

3 comments:

turtlememoir said...

I like this very much - the sadness, hopelessness, disorientation so well depicted in the first stanza... and then the complete reversal of mood in the second - beautiful, magical. I love these lines especially:

stopping at the mirror inside the circle
hanging above the floor of reality

flaubert said...

Wayne, a truly lovely journey with your words. I love the fact this ended with the hope of a new day.

Cheers,
Pamela

Jill Zaheer said...

Love your poetic style and way you communicate thoughts and emotions. Magical!