City of Lost Souls

City of Lost Souls

The vanilla sky masked a sun
desperate to break through
Dreariness hung in the air
like a wet blanket on hopes
never to materialize

Remains of life lived
lay in derelict piles of rubble
Dreams and memories scattered
Never to be retrieved
The city, a heart without a beat

Ghosts of the brave
wandering empty streets
Searching for lost souls
stolen from broken bodies
Forever haunting 


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Lynda Lee Lyberg is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight tonight and has prompted us with first lines of a novel.  There were twelve to choose from.  My pick was:

The winter sun, poor ghost of itself, hung milky and wan behind layers of cloud above the huddled roofs of the town.’- Thomas Mann, Tonio Kroger, Penguin, 1955

  28 comments for “City of Lost Souls

  1. March 31, 2022 at 11:43 am

    Splendid lines ❤🌹

    • Christine Bolton
      March 31, 2022 at 11:47 pm

      Thanks so much ☺️💕

  2. March 30, 2022 at 2:36 pm

    That winter sun is a poor consoler for the world today

    • Christine Bolton
      March 30, 2022 at 8:19 pm

      Yes. How can you ever make up for those losses? Incredibly sad

  3. March 30, 2022 at 1:05 pm

    Such a bleak scenario! Sad and haunting, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 31, 2022 at 11:46 pm

      It is bleak for so many. Thanks Punam 😢

      • April 1, 2022 at 10:26 am

        Indeed. You are welcome.

  4. March 30, 2022 at 10:33 am

    Forever haunting indeed. Powerful and moving imagery, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 31, 2022 at 11:45 pm

      Thanks Merrill. War is ugly 😢

      • April 1, 2022 at 7:21 am

        You’re welcome. Indeed it is.

  5. March 29, 2022 at 11:59 pm

    Oh so powerful Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      March 30, 2022 at 12:49 am

      Thank you my friend 😦💕

      • March 30, 2022 at 1:22 am

        You’re welcome ☺️

  6. March 29, 2022 at 9:18 pm

    A great poem of sadness and haunting as this war drags on and more souls are lost!

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:12 pm

      Thanks Dwight. Yes, so sad ☺️💕

  7. March 29, 2022 at 8:54 pm

    My heart goes out to those weary displaced travelers.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:11 pm

      Me too Lisa. The Ukrainians have been so strong. 💕

  8. March 29, 2022 at 8:41 pm

    ………………hard even to make a comment……one of the very best, but also most important poems I have read…

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:03 pm

      Thank you Ain. I do hope you are safe ☺️☮️

  9. March 29, 2022 at 8:04 pm

    The grief that never ends.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:02 pm

      Seems that way doesn’t it 😢

  10. March 29, 2022 at 7:56 pm

    There is immense sadness in your words Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:01 pm

      Thanks Linda. These were wonderful prompts tonight. Thank you! ☺️💕

  11. March 29, 2022 at 7:42 pm

    Powerful and sadly haunting Christine ..
    https://youtu.be/duOnmlJuNJQ

    • Christine Bolton
      March 29, 2022 at 11:00 pm

      Ivor, thank you. This was a wonderful timely version of Cohen’s Hallelujah ☺️💕

      • March 29, 2022 at 11:20 pm

        Yes it’s very recent version,… I found last week

      • Christine Bolton
        March 30, 2022 at 12:37 am

        A lucky find 💕

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