Nobody’s Home
Nobody’s Home …
Reaching out into depth less seas
where waves invite and rebuke
those of errant pleasures pleased
beyond self thoughts of aspirated —-
For minds and hearts and brains select
that which is of greatest manifest
oh, where sweet winds do detect
passion’s lofting cradle rest
From time’s passive watch unto the yawn
nighttime becomes of and unto its realm
horizons take hand within lighted dawn
as dark and fantasy fight for disputed helm
Arms within eternal ever pushing reach
crave sweet warmth from arriving storms
souls amid spirits ever burgeoning teach
caress entwining of impassioned cold and warm
As artful distance is of plentiful grace
so do rancid beatitudes always forever roam
portraits fingers paint in eternal trace
when in truthful essence nobody’s home
Waving mists from all indulgent waves
bordering those sprees from horizon’s bounds
enter those pragmatic eternal staves
when if pondering ever stoic grounds
Beyond transference of emotion’s greed
there exists persisting receding linger
while originally insisted personified seed
gets that masterfully designed original finger
Perception beyond where perception starts
small eyes become amazingly wide
when deeply within an overripe attending heart
beams forth not wanting ever again to hide
When emotion’s opulence careens on through
amending that which originally occurred
unbalanced colors emerge in such radically dominate hues
nothing ever again, so to speak, is ever to be blurred
One wonders, amid that eternally bogged down scheme of things
where, and if, masterful seasons do completely roam
when one heart arrives in prearranged sweet sing
why at any given time, why nobody’s home
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Most expressive. Enjoyed this. I love how you end it.
Thank you very much, my friend, for your most kind visit and thought. I am so glad this found favor with you!
It is indeed very expressive with great rhyming skill. Well done, Donald.
Thank you very much, Phyllis, for your kind visit and comment. I am so glad to have found favor with you once again.
Sad and emotive expressions and fantastic rhyming skills make for a very elegant poem my friend. Very expressive and solid verse. Nice work.
Thank you very much, friend Paul, for your most appreciated visit and words. As always, your opinion means so much to me.