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Endeavoring Future

Flowing out
breath be rushed
floated lungs,
unmasked and feted
break and shaking
these last nows,
future endeavored
crawls crevices,
like a streetwalker
flaunts

Tempted dreams of
cannot sees,
rainbows in the wind
they beckon soulful,
but,
hungry for life
in this ravenous
knowing,
someday will end,
a madness of dreams,
haunts of
white Lilllie's and roses,
trees will sway
tempo to winds journey,
nights
forever evolving,
bewitched magic for poets,
trains travel
nights midnight express,
dancing couples
will falling love
swirl to life,
children forever
ever loved,
but spirit
soars
with ever-after
seared eternity

Future forward
time heeded,
wrung lifeblood
to drop
till ,
graced in peace
departed
and greeting destiny,
whatever may
begin or begone,
mystery is awaiting
in graced piece's

— Seren, Jun 23, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

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press

press

16 years 11 months ago

JC this Press

good write but I would love to know how the idea for this poem started [ was it a person or a thought you had love 2 U Press
Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Press

This piece is about my Leukemia , I haven't been well for some time and this is about my continuing struggle ... as everyday becomes longer so do my thoughts , though they dont always make sense to others , they have a clarity for me that I find soothing .. Much love Jayne x
B

bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Jayne-Chloe,

I thought the poem a quite wonderful sculpture. Then was zapped by your comment. How is it going? Brian
Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Brian

So sorry to shock you ... thought you knew I hadnt been well I blogged it a couple of weeks back and let people know ... It had become harder for my friends in real world here , that knew to comment ... I have four other friends and family here so it just made it easier for them in comments to me , have been sick the whole time I was here and only a few people knew , then I decided I was sick of hiding it no pun intended .... I am doing ok I am tired most days but my writing gives me focus and purpose so it has been a huge blessing even thought I have writen poems all my life never did anything worthwhile with them , my little hobby turned into a passion and I love it , a good thing came out of being sick I found out I can write , not always well but hopefully with time that will come ... I am positive and thats good ... my writing lets out my fears and that is good , meens I dont end up in the looney bin lol... thank you for asking hope you and Olya are well summer there isnt it ? ahhhh I am jealous love the warm ... cant wait for summer to come back .... Love Jayne x
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 11 months ago

Hugs

I got the impression that the poem was about the journey of an illness and the possible ending not being the desired one. Here there is pain and fear. Just remember your strength and hope are your boat and oars accross these troubled waters. Love, Cat
Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Cat big hugz back to you ...

not really hun ... just a write from a few weeks ago wasnt going to post it but thought,its honest tellings of feelings (fears really) but we all have them anyone that doesnt knows whats next lol lucky them .... but in the end of the poem ...Mystery is awaiting in graced pieces ... mystery of life and death all lay in pieces before us,be they pieces of a death or life ... so in essence all hope isnt lost ... never ever stop fighting me ;) ... I feel good today not too shabby at all ... much Love Jayne x x
mand

mand

16 years 11 months ago

Hi Jayne

Don't stop fighting, Don't stop hoping, and keep writing, if it helps it's got to be good. Mand
Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Mands

Thats so true and you know what even if some of what I write isnt so profound it makes me feel better, cathartic , write on mands will come and read you soon have been tired the last few days will catch up with everyones work on the morrow .. Love Jayne x