Abstractions.

The second stanza is just so breath taking:-

night has come in full force now.
I watched the moon chase the wind
so assuredly over the hills,
the fleeing clouds licking each pastel color dry,
wringing paint from the artist's garment.

Exceptionally well written. I enjoyed reading it.

Well done!

You have a great little Poem here and a well worthy read. I liked how you put it out there, knowing its need to breathe.

I feel a faint ticking in my chest
another shiver grasps my spine
a lost and weary soldier of cold
out for nothing, but a mindless jaunt
for a moment dancing, friends of old

night has come in full force now
I watch the Moon chase the Wind
so assuredly over hallowed hills;
fleeing clouds wick each pastel color dry
wringing paint from the artists garment
light scatters into a sea of dark matter
mirroring a heaviness, clambering around

my body so awkwardly lifting
my limbs like blankets
burrowing deep, hoisting my veins
like sails, against an approaching tide
of Dreams prevail

I feel a faint ticking in my chest
wondering where Time has gone
what eloquence can spill from a sack
of sand sitting determinedlybetween my teeth
grain by grain cohesion grows questionable
while my eyes are tilted, swollen
with forgotten sleep, words are really nothing
whimsy rhymes, drunk with nomadic notions;
rubies falling from ivory towers
onto polyester sheets, my emotions.

Beautiful Poem Nova
Peace and Blessings

This is lovely, Nova! Very creatively done. Well, everything you write is truly a piece of art.

There is this one line that bothers me though.

"I feel a faint ticking in my chest
before another shiver grasps my spine;
a lost and weary soldier of the cold,
out for nothing but a mindless jaunt.
for a moment we dance together like old friends."

^ The last line; I'm not quite sure if the meter or the rhythm fits in. I think it is because "old" is too short or perhaps the whole line is abruptly cut. I notice that most of the lines in every stanza was notably lengthy.

Otherwise, everything is perfect in this piece. Love the expressions and emotions being portrayed here.

:)

Light scatters into a sea of dark matter,
mirroring the heaviness which clambers
around my body so awkwardly...
lifting my limbs like blankets
and burrowing deep;
hoisting my veins like sails
against the approaching tide

of dreams.Wow ...I agree with Ice Crystals. this was a great poem..you really put your heart into it and you can really tell....... I love some parts as wel my favorite was in the middle .....as i put above....thought it was a well thought of stanza...well actually this whole poem is well thought up and written out...keep writing :)

Wow this was a great write. I love the use of metaphors here. Really captures the reader into a trance. Such parts as:

night has come in full force now.
I watched the moon chase the wind
so assuredly over the hills,
the fleeing clouds licking each pastel color dry,
wringing paint from the artist's garment.

I could really picture the artist here painting the picture of the moon setting to a new day. And also:

what eloquence can spill from this sack of sand
that sits so determinedly between my teeth?
grain by grain cohesion grows questionable while
my eyes are tilted and swollen with forgotten sleep.

I thought this was done really neat. I like how you took grains of sand and incorporated it as sleep in someone's eyes. All in all a great write. :)