your voice

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your voice

as the wind whispered through the trees
i could have sworn that i heard your voice
soothing and calming to my tortured soul
as i turned my ear to listen more closely


the sounds of the wind played tricks on my mind
i closed my eyes so i could hear
there within the rustling of the leaves
i thought i heard your voice again


slowly i opened my eyes and tried to focus
but you were gone
a longing... an ancient pain... an emptiness
the void ive known for all this time burned in my chest


i felt the corners of my mouth fall to a frown
as tears blurred across my eyes
i sniffed and tried to control their flow
i swallowed hard in a effort to choke it all back


but they came everflowing from my eyes and
down my face... stinging my skin
flowing along the same eroded path
that they followed so many times before


i tried to wipe them away but they relented
pushed forward and smothered my face
i closed my eyes hard to slow their pace
but they continued to escape


...with a retreating sigh i submitted...


alone in the dark with only my tears for company
i could have sworn that i heard your voice
as the wind picked up again
blowing across my face
drying my eyes
soothing the burning in my chest
calming my tortured soul
i closed my eyes and listened again

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spbsdude commented on your voice

11-04-2010

A voice in the wind, or is it the voice of a wind? Such sadness and longing for the voice or is for who the voice belongs to. In any case very evocative and the images are so beautifully portrayed.

Dano

11/04/2010

thank you for taking the time to read and comment

JadedJezzabel commented on your voice

11-03-2010

wOw!!!!!!!!!!!!!! as always your style is captivating and your words speak more than what is written........a 10 ++++++++

Dano

11/03/2010

you have humbled me today with you comments and compliments.. thank you

gogant commented on your voice

11-01-2010

Way to go, Dano.......listen to the wind with an open ear.......dry your tears.......and the day will come when you can be without the dread of misplaced dreams...........A great one you have here.....

Dano

11/03/2010

thanks for taking the time to read and comment

rsalassi commented on your voice

10-29-2010

a lovely piece that dispells the notion that wanting isn't getting. Here, you've proved the opposite. Excellent piece.

Dano

10/29/2010

thank you very much for the compliment and for taking the time to read and comment

WordSlinger commented on your voice

10-29-2010

This is really great Dano, be sure to add this to your great book of Dano poems in the future, loved it, much to apreciate, WS

Dano

10/29/2010

the book of dano... maybe a tilte huh

WordSlinger

10/29/2010

the book of Dano the yin to the yang

WordSlinger

10/29/2010

Mine one day next year, lol, will be called Nudged Sketches of Flighty Things

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

Dano’s Poems (150)

Title Comments
Title Comments
from an angels view 19
searching the darkness 10
a letter from santa 14
thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
the depth of... 11
ive wished 7
absentee 12
this is... 13
a journey into the dark 7
the cold of november 14
your voice 12
the yin to the yang 14
twisted 9
autumn 14
i think it happened again 11
luna~tic 19
the darkness 13
a blinding eclipse 16
the universe... 18
the wind of sorrow 14
my sorrow weeps 16
where but the dark... 12
immortal kiss 47
in a darkened room 17
our mother 7
within these flames 12
nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
behind wrought iron bars 25
what i write (part 2) 8
today 17
the world in grey 6
the reality of... 5
in the shadow of a mountain 6
nothing will ever be the same 10
of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
next to a bed... 18
but... 15
at a funeral 12
seventeen (acrostic) 11
the fortunate one(s) 7
what did i do... 24
ashes to dust 45
dancing in the moonlight 14
disempowering the pain 14
the butterfly 10
what i write 14
sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
pieces of light 8
the sad pumpkin &... 9
my face 12
for a long time... 14
(an explination of) distractions 6
tell me... 6
the charelston cookie tin 9
silent self destruction 8
exposed 13
the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
a poem about nothing... 8
blood bleeds black 7
dissecting myself 3
i will be just fine 3
the stacking of bricks 3
the complexities of depression... 4
spirits & ghosts 3
**random chaos** 2
bloodlust 3
...somethings missing... 2
15 years... 3
beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
**untitled** 2
the overstuffed closet 3
the candy dish 2
anxiety speaks 2
**untitled** 2
myself and the light 6
the fog 2
fire and tears 3
cerebral meltdown 3
sometimes i wish... 1
drawing strength from a starr... 2
disappointmen
t...
1
**untitled** 1
the flower garden 3
nature... 1
reaching out 2
the dark and the light... 1
the insistent demon 2
sorry... 3
forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
im so sorry... 3
**no title... just random thoughts** 1
to eternity... 2
winter wind whips... 1
tired 2
lucid dream 1
the rains came... 2
the mourning light 1
another jagged pill 1
i just cant... 1
entitlement?!
?!?
1
entitlement!!
!!
1
burning within 4
inside of me 1
projected pain 1
the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
panic 2
the mourning fog 1
when the fires burn 1
through the night 1
shadow casts 0
a mournful rain 1
i cant protect me 2
my comfort place 0
an echo shifts 1
the monster 2
welcome to my life 0
the past is alive... 1
... 1
standing on the edge 2
my smile... 1
anxiety 2
my reality 0
another view... 0
untitled... 0
jagged pill 2
in the dark 1
what to do 1
how can i... 1
life... 3
a crust of pain 1
keeping me weak... 2
my dark world 3
another night of wondering 2
in the attic 4
i hold most dear 2
the me inside of me 2
another day 1
dreamed in a dream 2
a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
i look... 1
where my secrets are kept 1
a mouthful of words 2
i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
a blinding dark 1
growing pain 3
the longest of nights 5
... 7