Cracking Womb

by Ramon G Haupt   Oct 9, 2017


The breaking and cracking womb of my stillness,
with the white clouds of invisible shadows, begging for merciful fullfilness.
echoes from below, tempting me to look down
this place I am at, silence is the only sound

So this still picture I have of you, in my hands of sand
the crawling waters replenishing my thirst of that dark band.
I look at my mirror of mind plans
technical too much I thought, exploring much with my own vans

Let me rather enjoy the airless room of hope
still waiting by your sight, your strong eyes of warmth I could no cope
so I still to this day, long by years
your smile of mine still brings me joy of tears.

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  • 1 month ago

    by ddavidd

    There are so much maturity to your voice and subject. Reading you is like clicking voice in your brain: That's it, it is the way it should be written.
    Glad you are here my friend.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ramon G Haupt

      thank you kind friend, I am glad you are happy with my work, your poetry is great as well, we should motivate each other to bring out the great art of poetry

  • 1 month ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I love how that sounds - "womb of my stillness" - the depth from that is incredible.
    Really interesting write! The wording was unique and there is a lot woven between the lines. This memory, this picture of this person, is with you and gives you sustenance it seems.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ramon G Haupt

      yes i have a small writers block, so currently it is a bit hard to try and bring the message, but I'm glad you like it though :)