Sunday, January 5, 2014

Lost Under City Lights

New York at Night, Vivienne Gucwa

When the day is said and done
I look around and you are gone
state of fear beaming headlights
walking dark city streets

chill fills the air, as I remember
two lovers lost in a dream world
sitting together warm park bench
walking hand n' hand , cobblestone

Under city street lights, I wander
alone lost in magical memories
wondering, how do I break this spell
where  thoughts of you dwell

posted for the Mag 201 
My muse saw loneliness in the picture
perhaps, a ghost had a story to tell

sharing with Poets United
 

51 comments:

  1. You have captured loneliness perfectly in this poem, my friend.,.,great interpretation of the image.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Thank so much! Nice to hear from you as always.

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  2. and yet know that you wont...not until
    you see them again...or another captures
    those dreams...smiles.

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    1. Hi Brian,

      I guess sometimes new dreams come along.

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  3. Such a magical memories...nice

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  4. I think one should enjoy the magical moments when one finds them!

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    1. I think you are right Mary enjoy the moments when you can.

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  5. Being alone in this environment - the loneliness and fear does come through. Well done.

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    1. Thank you..the picture speaks lonely for some reason..

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  6. Stuck alone
    After the dream hits the tone
    Wake up to reality lost
    Need to find the other at all cost

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    1. lonely streets of cobblestone
      lost in the vast unknown..


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  7. What a sad reality to be stuck in those past memories ~ I also see loneliness in the picture ~ Good one ~

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    1. Hi Grace,

      The city can be a place of loneliness at night...

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  8. To be stuck in past memories is something I am familiar with.. to place them in their proper perspective is not an easy thing to do...your poem really struck this note...

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    1. Hi Robert,

      Thanks for visiting..

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  9. Truedessa, this was powerful. I think we've all (I know I have) been lost in that place of memory...and the inevitable fall when reality kicks back in. I loved this piece!

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    1. Thank you so much Talon for your words.

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    1. Thanks for visiting..agree sad but true..

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  11. oh it's sad to re-visit places where we have been happy with someone.. the loneliness is palpable in this..

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    1. Hi Claudia,

      The street just spoke loneliness in a gray mist.

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  12. She just has to take a firm stand whatever it might be. Her feelings for him seem to be that strong! Well crafted Truedessa!

    Hank

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    1. Hi Hank,

      Thanks for visiting..may give you a run this week..smiling..if I can get up early enough..you are on a #1 streak..

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  13. this is very moving and beautiful...

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    1. Thank you for your lovely words...

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  14. To see others in love is when loneliness feels the worst... somehow I got the feeling of "when all is said and done" by Abba... and I mean that as a praise..

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    1. Hi Bjorn,

      I had to look up that Abba song..thanks so much my friend..

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  15. "...how do I break this spell
    where thoughts of you dwell"

    If you ever find out, please tell me.

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    1. I'll be sure to let you know..thanks for visiting..

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  16. Yes definitely loneliness. Great writing.

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    1. thanks for commenting..appreciate it...

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  17. Tenderly nostalgic; well done.

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  18. Like feeling lonely in a crowd. When you're lonely you're always alone no matter the environment. But the old haunts are the worst and the best too.

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    1. Stormcat that is very truly one can be lonely in a crowd of people..

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    1. Hi Tess,

      Thank you and I enjoyed writing to the prompt.

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  20. A sadness and loneliness beautifully captured

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  21. Beautiful. Your poem goes well with the picture. "lost in magical memories
    wondering, how do I break this spell where thoughts of you dwell" struck a chord with me. Thanks for stopping by my blog.

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    1. Hi Suzy,

      Nice to see you here..You are welcome my friend I enjoy your blog.

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  22. You never can forget love, not ever.

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  23. Yours is a lovely ghost story .....

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    1. Thank you Helen and ghosts like to haunt..

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