A Pretty Poem
by: Ronovan
Closing my eyes I drift away to a place
I hear the breeze blowing and feel it kiss my skin
There is an emptiness around me
My soul burns deep within
How long has it been
Since my thoughts were last not of you
I can count them on one finger
But even one is too many to be true
I see you in the moon
Late at night as I gaze
I venture into the world
Wandering through the embracing maze
I catch the fragrance of your skin
The air carries it across to me
The distance of the land
Is greater than that of an ocean or sea
I reach up to the sky
Tracing your cheek among the trees
The aching begins deeply
And I drop down to my knees
So far so far the distance
It brings my existence so small
My touch falls to empty
As my body trembles to its fall
This was my attempt to write ‘a pretty poem’. Even it turned into darkness.
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So tender and beautiful.
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Thank you, I was trying to write pretty since I can’t seem to ever succeed at it. Maybe this was as close as I get.
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This proves that you do 🙂 so embrace it.
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Didn’t write pretty but I will take the tender. 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on Dazzling Whimsy and commented:
Thought provoking and touching
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Thank you! I wanted to convey a message of a man in love with someone across many miles out of reach. It didn’t turn out pretty but I think it did give the message.
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Ronovan, I really enjoyed and got this poem. Thanks – it is beautiful.
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That was beautiful and despite its sad ending I now officially can say that you have written a very pretty poem !!! 🙂
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Beautiful words that live inside the heart.
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You can’t go wrong when writing from the heart!
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Thank you. I think maybe I should stop halfway through a poem before I dig to deep into the dark places of the heart. 🙂
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That’s the pitfall to writing and getting on a roll- you go places you might not want to go! 🙂
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Very expressive.
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Beautiful imagery and dark, which is okay and can even be a good thing. I wouldn’t say that you didn’t accomplish writing a “pretty poem” since pretty things can still be dark. An idea if you wanted it to be pretty and not dark is to end a stanza or so early (after knees works) and use the rest of it in another poem.. but I think it’s good just the way it is.
Best,
Hannah
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🙂 If I let myself stay in my heart too long it finds those dark shadowy places. I’m happy with how it worked out though. I’m going to keep trying for that pretty poem. 🙂 It will happen someday. I think of images when I have to lie still because of the pain and put words to them. I never stop writing. Everything has words to it.
Much Respect
Ronovan
Waiting for you next piece. 🙂 And thank you for that nice one from the other day. You are way too kind.
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You should be, it turned out nicely. I admire your approach. You feel your feelings and write about it. I usually get quiet and bottle things up when I feel pain. I’m working to change that.. You’re also too kind! I have posts in the works, haven’t gotten there yet.
Best,
Hannah
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Reading it from afar, I think you are a star. 😉 I loved it.
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Thank you, and that was very nice. 🙂
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🙂
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