precisely
bitter is a bell
that rings true
at midnight
sings loudest
in the heart
of the insomniac
who cannot
look away
look away
from the depths
of disillusion
reverberation
echoes hollow
molds melody
from habit
finds comfort
in decision
.
.
.
.
April 26th, 2012 at 7:46 am
yes. isn’t that the way of it though? it’s sort of a double-edged sword – can be so liberating and good but yet painful at the same time. as always – LOVE. sorry I haven’t commented lately…been busy – not for lack of wanting to read. i always do so enjoy your writing. 🙂
April 26th, 2012 at 7:50 am
Poemed precisely. Even when I know this, my insomniac-yak-yak mind won’t listen. It is only with the morning that I can take one task at a time and make decisions.
April 26th, 2012 at 8:15 am
Indeed so hard….nice write..favorite lines…sings loudest
in the heart
of the insomniac
who cannot
look away….
April 26th, 2012 at 8:26 am
you are truly the best at hitting nails on the head with words as your hammer. something about that midnight on the clock that turns one’s thoughts inward, makes us unable to look away.
again, perfect.
April 26th, 2012 at 9:08 am
“The heart of the insomniac” is such a wonderful turn of phrase, and encapsulates the theme of this composition so perfectly.
April 26th, 2012 at 9:23 am
so true. always at midnight too.
April 26th, 2012 at 9:49 am
this is built really well…look away
from the depths
of disillusion
love the echo of look away as you are telling us what to do by also pointing out what we are doing…also carrying forward the bell in the end to the music it makes….nice spin…
April 26th, 2012 at 10:21 am
There is comfort in a sigh, is what this says to me…said sigh coming after the choice is made and one sallies forth….
April 26th, 2012 at 10:58 am
I agree with Brian, the architecture is impecccable, the message acicular, and once again highlights your perspicacity. (I woke up on the polysyllabic side of the bed again, it’s the warmest :))
April 26th, 2012 at 3:38 pm
This is getting uncomfortably close to what I am feeling in by spell of Day for Night at the minute.I envy the decision making. Just wish….
Very good tautly written lines.
April 26th, 2012 at 5:25 pm
It is so hard
when you can’t
fall asleep.
xo
April 27th, 2012 at 12:33 am
just love this…how often do we fail to listen to these midnight bells and rationalize it all away in the sunlight.. maybe just because we’re afraid..
May 9th, 2012 at 3:14 pm
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