From the Pocket of a Dream

*A Spark of Life*

Right from the start
when the very first word
fell on the cold surface of the screen
the magical thoughts of romance
had started to sneak
through the darkness of her nights
With no any intention to stop soar
above her pillow
Persistently day by day
Until she finally grasped

She was lost again
and within her own bygone fantasy

Silvery shadows appeared on her walls
Obscure and hazy shapes from nowhere
An image of someone
taken from now almost forgotten dream

And he played

He played on some odd yet recognizable strings
creating delightsome sounds
reaching into the deepest corner of her heart
It was forced to beat in a strange different way
tempted to finally come out from the silent chamber
where it slept veiled in black silk
determined to stay frozen
until the day of departure

That spark of life hit it so gently
As a touch of a lightweight breezy wind
whispering a not-giving-up story
pouring tiny drops of hope into one empty glass
from beginning intended for joy

A melody of romance
melted away the ice cover from her heart
A reflection of happiness glowed
upon the one no longer unreachable horizon
Then new blood roared through the veins
Just in time before a fall
A well-known stranger
Soul mate
One who walked the same path
darkened and gloomy
until some light sparkled through

Just in time
As a final blow against the grief


© Eclipse 2012

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8 comments on “*A Spark of Life*

  1. Winnie
    August 29, 2012

    Such a lovely poem. Your write with such feeling. The line about the ice cover melting from her heart spoke to me. I felt just like that when I met my hubby after being widowed.

  2. jennygoth666
    August 29, 2012

    a beautiful poem eclipse you seem at peace with the world and it shows i think maybe you have your soulmate xjen

  3. Andy
    August 29, 2012

    My dear friend,
    What very deep and moving words. It made me think of the happiness and value of life. The ending was also very beautiful and touching.

  4. Sam373
    August 28, 2012

    This is great. Have you ever written on the topic of Rain?

  5. Daydreamertoo
    August 28, 2012

    Isn’t it an amazing thing, when we suddenly become aware we are indeed, alive. This happened to me too, so, I know exactly what you’re saying. Beautiful!

  6. Martin
    August 28, 2012

    Those trees
    entwining their trunks
    drinking from common roots

    Those gulls
    escaping the ocean of dark
    flying with each other’s wings

    Those pens
    filling their book
    with tendrils
    of entangled letters

  7. cat
    August 27, 2012

    … melted the ice cover from her heart” … o, how I would love that to happen, Eclipse … but no “global warming” of the heart happening so far in my life … put a “subscibe” gadget under my blogger profile … in case you like to get updates of my posts … your blog is precious to me … keeps me going these days … thank you … Love, cat.

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