above the line
apparently i’ve forgotten
how to be offended on my own
i need instructions
reinforcements
coaching and
missives, shouts and apoplectic
derision
to come to the conclusion
that everything you say
or do
or think is wrong
even when it is
i wander these streets
lost but not wanting
to be found
listening
shhhh
listen
here
i can hear
myself think
remember thinking
back before it was
all done out
loud
and i’m craving grey
with its less than stark
observations
something soft and not
at all cataclysmic
to rest my head on
for just
one minute
.
.
.
Linking up with the fabulous dVerse poets for Open Link Night, join us!
September 18th, 2012 at 8:47 am
not wanting to be found.
amen.
this is exactly what i needed to read today. i’ve been awake since 2:30 this morning, craving that grey, hearing the derision, fighting tears, writing, deleting, deleting, deleting. i’m more selfish than you, though – i want more than one minute.
September 18th, 2012 at 10:04 am
We could all use a little ‘grey’ now and again.
September 18th, 2012 at 11:12 am
So many people know what it is we should be thinking, feeling…solitude, the reflectiveness it brings, are what we really need…not external confirmation…of anything. Unfortunately, we’re officially in the season of cacophony. Nice job here.
September 18th, 2012 at 1:02 pm
a beautiful and contemplative piece…esp. loved…
i wander these streets
lost but not wanting
to be found
listening…and then that closure…sounds peaceful…
September 18th, 2012 at 2:16 pm
I read and reread this one, so drawn in by the first lines and its call to reflection. Brilliant!
September 18th, 2012 at 3:05 pm
I can empathize with walking and not wanting to be found. There is some amount of peacefulness in doing that, I think….and grey can be VERY relaxing, I think.
September 18th, 2012 at 3:19 pm
This is a great poem! There are no more shades of gray and it seems everyone on TV is screaming. This puts into words what I think a lot of people are feeling these days.
September 18th, 2012 at 3:36 pm
Oh, I love the peace in here, and I think we are all wanting something less stark right now.
September 18th, 2012 at 3:44 pm
What claudia said
Great lines!
Yes, to be small, quiet n hidden
To listen to the softer ripple on the water
Rick
September 18th, 2012 at 4:59 pm
There is much to be said sometimes for having our own space and, peace in it just to …be!
Lovely.
September 18th, 2012 at 4:59 pm
Wonderful, contemplative piece, yes sometimes I just want to be be left alone, or even better, invisible.
September 18th, 2012 at 5:14 pm
whew…hope you find that place of peace….lots going on in this but then again that is life…and finding those places can def be hard…
September 18th, 2012 at 5:36 pm
Sometimes we need to hide under those shades of grey, not wanting to be found, away from the noise, just to hear ourselves. I know this very well ~ Lovely share ~
September 18th, 2012 at 5:37 pm
Very nice. And yeah…so nice to wander and get lost with one’s own thoughts…out away from the noise, out where you know it’s your own thoughts and not something intruding. And yes, with all the grey.
September 18th, 2012 at 5:38 pm
This is why I love poetry; it captures otherwise inexpressible emotions. I’ve been like this in my life lately. I need more covalent bonding and less ionic bonding.
September 18th, 2012 at 6:11 pm
Sometimes I don’t want to be found. Love this.
September 18th, 2012 at 6:56 pm
Oh, yes. Sometimes grey is exactly what is needed in a world filled with too much “color” shouting at you. Liked this a lot.
September 18th, 2012 at 7:29 pm
Really love the contemplative tone you create in this…and the longing for serenity.
September 18th, 2012 at 7:34 pm
There is way too much noise in the world and I love the line “lost but wanting/not to be found”. It something I try to search for every day. Well done.
September 18th, 2012 at 8:32 pm
Nothing gets old faster than screaming–it should be reserved for the truly terrible things in life…or spiders. Excellent and somber stuff.
September 18th, 2012 at 9:02 pm
Hell, yeah. This is it precisely.
September 18th, 2012 at 9:23 pm
Alone things can become more clear, even to my little rhyming rear. Just tucked away, is nice a times and yeah the world needs a bit more grey.
September 18th, 2012 at 9:29 pm
Sometimes thinking out loud helps me see how silly my thoughts can be.
September 18th, 2012 at 11:55 pm
Walking and choosing not to be found. Can be inspiring in getting leads when not pressured. Nicely!
Hank
September 19th, 2012 at 1:10 am
Fabulous!!
September 19th, 2012 at 5:40 am
gentleness
September 19th, 2012 at 6:19 am
Seems like you don’t need coaching in voicing your doubts about the way the world is, and the way others would make it if they could. There’s such a longing here for that quiet moment in the midst of all the hurly-burly of life. I hope you find it soon.
September 19th, 2012 at 8:25 am
Forgive me if I’m wrong, Mrs. Mediocrity, but I believe you are politely telling him to shut up! And so elegantly too! Sometimes we all need a break, to lay our heads down for just a moment… But out of curiosity, how often is he right?
September 19th, 2012 at 9:28 am
So true, and craftily written! Excellent poem!
September 19th, 2012 at 12:45 pm
Lovely reflectiveness ~ profound
September 19th, 2012 at 3:10 pm
“and I’m craving grey…” Yes, the shadow, the place where things can slow down, stop even, so you can rest and reflect. Lovely.
September 19th, 2012 at 4:01 pm
“remember thinking
back before it was
all done out
loud”
love this.
September 19th, 2012 at 8:37 pm
i wander these streets
lost but not wanting
to be found…oh how I LOVE that!!!
September 20th, 2012 at 7:31 am
What an opening! You’ve captured the moment wonderfully. Gray is a perfect place to rest, a blending of polars. Love this.
September 23rd, 2012 at 1:35 pm
Like so many…exactly what I needed this day. Thank you!