The Wild Side Of Oblivion

Poem Body

Meet me on the wild side of oblivion
by shadowed moon light
we can play at being
what we will never be by day

Smoke filled skies
essence of dust filled dreams
astride a pure white stallion
with lightening hooves

In fields of poppies and lavender
petals for a bed
there to sleep between the raindrops
and be as one
Only on the wild side of oblivion

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: north carolina usa, USA

Favorite Poets: Leonard Cohen, Edgar Alan Poe, ray Bradbury, John Grissom, .Alan S Jeeves James patterson,

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Comments

There are

some very charming images in your piece, c lynn brooks. I hope you continue editing.

Thomas

I too just composed

about oblivion
my personal loved word
but not that side
yet
this side of oblivion
as I still live on

Hello, Chrys,
The Wild Side of Oblivion - somehow the title is fitting, even though the poem feels peaceful, calm, and tame. I could read this several times and travel a different magical trip each time. Dreamlike.
Thank you!
L

Laveder

thank you very much

Hi Chrys

Got a typo on first line. The wild side of oblivion is where I'd like to live but I reckon her in my cabin in the woods will suffice.Liked your image laden poem

Stan

typo fixed now. Thank you stopping by