Fleeting Meaning

It's when I listen, I can disappear.

The depth of your gravity, a rich string of tones
Somehow sinks into me, an internal decay
And yet you're oblivious, alchemical melodies
My shivering harvest, an ouroboros - press play
No line of eyesight, only moments in time
Tucked away into this darkness, contented replay
Yet soon it will come, this temporary slumber
Skin clutching plastic, addicted melodic display

Reviews

[Giulia King]

I read this a couple of times. I really like the way you write :)

[LapseOfMind]

Awesome, I'm glad that you like my work. It's always nice to know that people enjoy what I write

[Ashley Renegade]

YASSS. Every time I am gone for a while I can count on coming back to more of your amazing work! you are incredible. I love everything about this.

[LapseOfMind]

Well thank you! I really, truly appreciate that. It's comments like yours that push me to keep writing

[Ashley Renegade]

Never stop! That would be depriving the world of your truly incredible gift!

[Ted Kniffen]

I like the feeling of this, LoM, although I did have to look up ouroboros. There is a mysteriousness to this that I find intriguing. And, as the snake becomes a circle, the circle shrinks bit by bit, each day the same but different, each day a step closer to the end. Metaphorically challenging. Good write

[LapseOfMind]

Thank you, I appreciate it

[Tina Kline]

Very nicely done. Love the imagery, it is powerful. I get a sense of life playing over and over gain. We sleep. The whole thing replays upon waking. I enjoyed this a lot.

[LapseOfMind]

Thank you very much, glad you enjoyed it

[Anthony Wayne]

Thanks for sharing, this is a really good piece

[LapseOfMind]

Thank you very much

[BlakHeart]

This is a nice poem, thank you for sharing your work

[LapseOfMind]

Thank you, I appreciate it

[Anyley]

Beautifully written and reads nicely👌🏻

[LapseOfMind]

Thank you very much