Musings
Once upon an evening boring, while I pondered, bored yet pensive,
Over many a strange and intriguing page of neglected blogs.
While the wind kept howling, the rain kept pouring,
I listen to music, and the sound of keys tapping,
Busily tapping, thinking and tapping
As I try to let my mind run away.
Ah, if only such luxuries would bring me
Inspiration and brilliance, creativity should give me
Many an interesting topics to write on.
Yet here I sit, gently tapping, typing on senseless musings
Such senseless musings that I can’t believe
I’ll ever amount to anything useful.
Dare I let my mind wander further, into the deepest depths of Werther
Perhaps then I could write about dragons and fairies,
Of romance and beauty, or bravery and chivalry.
Such fantasies I have yet to explore in blogs
For it seems that today, such fantasies are
Quaint and forgotten. Abandoned forevermore.
Suddenly the rain stops pouring, and the wind stops howling.
The music stops playing. All that’s left is this monotonous tapping,
The tapping of fingers on keys, in the rhythm of my heart pounding.
A sort of nagging wanting feeling spills out my heart.
The blood seeps through my shirt, I sit there drenched.
Drenched in this longing to be part of the forgotten land.
Many a night have I dreamed that I could fly or glide
Upon the hilltops of a fresh green valley,
And swoop gracefully low to brush against the fresh green grass,
Then glide across a stream, while eager waves barely lick my feet,
And be showered on by a waterfall whose secrets lie on the other side.
For past this fall, there hath an old abandoned cave.
Dark, yet equally inviting, there came a whisper, a whisper of come in.
Yet here I stood with a note of caution, for I had the strangest vision.
I’ve had strange reoccurring dreams as this.
It’s out of my hands; I can’t stop what I have begun,
So I step forward, cautious yet eager to see beyond this dream.
Hope beyond hope, I wish to remain asleep.
Sleep hath granted my wish at last, for the distant whisper grows
Stronger, more persistent, always taunting.
Come in, come in, or you’ll miss your chance
To see the truth of your deepest desires.
No dear, no. I kid you not. Fear not and I will tell you…
So I followed the voice, its source unknown.
Foolish girl, you’ve slept many a years away like this.
Blindly following, yet never finding what you are missing.
You’ll always awake near the entrance of this cave,
It’s your thoughts that bind you here.
This love that you fear most.
Only this, and nothing more.
Then the cave disappears before me,
A broad meadow in its place did show me
A boy in the distance of a cheerful nature.
I run to meet him, the grass scraping my feet as I run.
Then, all out of breath, I soon realize
He appears further away than ever.
The breeze beckons me towards him, the deep blue sky
Whose white fluffs of clouds grins at me tauntingly.
Exhausted, I stumble a few steps further, then tumble forward.
Soft sweet melodies upon a soft expanse of grass and daisies
I drift away with heavy lids and heavy breaths
Till all the world’s a painting, still, unchanging.
The sound of rushing water lapping on its journey across a creek.
A butterfly flutters gently across my cheek.
The cool moonbeams shine upon my eyes.
My eyes open slowly.
Startled. I see him.
Peering down at me.
His deep green eyes once playful and mischievous
Stare at mine solemn, sad and longing.
This boy of the broad meadow then spoke
With an equally somber tone.
You are free to go now, I forgive you of your coldness.
Of this he spoke and nothing more.
I try lifting my head. My body is rigid. My heart’s of lead.
Adamant.
His face is but an illusion, fading in the moonlight,
Blown away by a breeze, his voice washed away by the waves
Lapping of water rushing on its journey across the creek.
I sink.
I sink further until I can sink no more, spinning down
The never ending gyre till all the world is motionless once more.
It is then that I awaken to the rhythm and sweet melodies
Of a pleasant song, of gentle rain, and gentle breezes
That the persistent droning of keys typing
Bring me back to thinking, thinking of a once neglected blog.
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wow, this is a fantastic poem! It’s wonderful; I can picture the scenes in my head.
What a beautifully eloquent poem. You are quite talented.
As an aside, I adore your layout.