Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Empty Nest--By Rhoda Galgiani--United States

Empty Nest

A mind
Lonely -
Framed painted picture
Swirl of lost colors
Painted blends become single hue
Design captured from its own grey
Tears moist brush
Brings movement
One completes cycle empty nest
Searches for light on a new path
Visions peek through cracks of life
Maps a direction to take
Search is -

Rhoda Galgiani is a published Poet and Author of two books, Expressions from the Inside Out and No Snow for Johnny - a Child’s Story listed at or Rhoda is a retired senior that delights in maintaining her own website entitled Expressions Poetry Journal which is dedicated to the world of poetry. Come visit her at -


  1. Wow Rhoda, I loved this one. The story of finding new direction and beginning to "paint a new life" picture is not an easy feat, but you are accomplishing that. this is well written poem full of metaphors. I like the one of a framed picture in your mind. It reminds me of the story of "the picture of Dorian Gray", his picture changing over time according to his actions and I might add inaction. Taking action in a new direction often times is what we all need. Good work Rhoda.
    Love, Charlene

  2. Thank you so much Charlene for your en-depth comment. I like the way you read in between the lines capturing the full meaning of this poetry. Your comment is endearing to me...Rhoda

  3. Very nice, Rhoda. Nicely written and perfectly painted for us to view and meditate upon. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!

    -MJ (

  4. Maurice - thank you for your continued support. I can always feel you in my corner with it comes to this poetry thang!!! Happy you enjoyed my efforts - sending blessings your way also...Rhoda

  5. Rhoda: The sentiment within your words is captivating. The process of the painter to work through sadness and bring the troublescausing dissonance into consonance and eventual resolution through thought and effort.

  6. Thank you Elizabeth for the wonderful comment - I am so happy you read so much within my words...Rhoda

  7. Jack - thank you for the visit and comment. I think I was thinking of my children with this write as they are all grown up. Somehow swirls of paint completes one's picture and a new path is revealed. I am always thankful for visions...Rhoda