Movement

The world had fell into darkness.
There I had lain age beyond time. Swimming in a half life, and muffled sounds reached past my cold stone chambers, calling me to arise.

The world had changed but only in time and name.
Here I walk free with no notice taken of my passing.
I move among the masses like smoke on glass.

I am there and gone.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

It seem we are ghost. I wonder does one life had purpose. The poem honest and direct. Nice ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Raymond Federle]

thank you!..............

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Pryde Foltz]

Intriguing write…………………….