the time lag between two consecutive breathsa moment infinite
stretched beyond limits
to unexplored dizzying heights
to try and capture its essence
poised
ready for combat
on our side of the fence
tis but a wasted effort on your part
to own
put a stamp of possession
crushing out the magic before it starts
those weird slanted feelings
that are just so
standing under the shower
i scrub hard
resist every effort, they just won't go
those weird slanted feelings
that are just so
you run, try to hide
snuffing their existence
and yet, like unwanted weeds
they simply grow
that darling...i guess
is the tragedy of life
breathing
feeling
seething
a churning cauldron of emotions
collected moments of strife
somethings
sometimes
just take you by surprise
like a blast of chilly air
smack in the face, however wise
devoid of planning
or strategies involved
like summer rain.....no reinforcements called
i can go on living
with
or without you
stretching my moments
dwell in this time lag
minus the blues......
~o0o~
PHOTO COURTESY PHOTOBUCKET.
nice wrap around to the time lag...i get the trying to scrub them off but cant...and i like that last line it kinda throws a final twist in...probably would have used a few more line breaks...nicely done though
ReplyDeletethanks a ton for the feedback brian...this was...just written in one sitting...to just get the words swirling inside my head out...so i just wrote without thinking lines or breaks or paragraphs....though afterwards i read it slowly...out loud...and gave breaks, more like pauses where my voice lingered...
ReplyDeletemany thoughts ... so many emotions ... and one last conviction ... all so beautifully crafted in a poem. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, and did you take the first photo? I love it!
ReplyDelete"slanted feelings" what a great way to describe them, and i do hate how they race in sometimes, "like a blast of chilly air smack in the face..."
ReplyDeletesome really great lines here :)
I'm so envious of your talents, Sonny.
ReplyDeleteI need to buy a thesaurus.
And then learn how to use it.
:)
@tracy...
ReplyDeleteno tracy...none of the photos in this have been taken by me..only the poem is mine...
@ fridge....too late
ReplyDeletewe'll stick to roses are red and violets are blue...words are heavy ...you need only a few...:)
google it man...google it...grins
A wonderful write always starts with a wonderful title...and I think your is brilliant. Love it! :) Great presentation of images to lend even more impact to words. Very much enjoyed the visit...and thanks to you as well for taking your time to visit mine. One good turn deserves another ;) Power to the poets!
ReplyDeleteThe praise is well-deserved. There are some very special lines in here.
ReplyDeleteOne can tell that this all came tumbling out with a sense of urgency...and that is often the way some of my best writing comes out, pouring forth, getting it all down before the muse decides to slip out the door....it's that sense of passion that makes this one work. WELL DONE!
ReplyDeleteYou describe the shock and unpredictability of depression and anxiety well.
ReplyDeleteoh this isn't depression at all....passion...tumult-us passion yes....emotional roller coaster of those slanted feelings....the highs n the lows ...yes !
ReplyDeleteno depression...minus the blues...:)))
This one hurts my heart (but I mean that in a good way).
ReplyDelete"I can go on living with ... or without"
ReplyDeleteLove you missy!!
i clicked your button.
ReplyDeletesorry people....been having a bad case of blues...