the origins of cave painting
i leave you snoring on the couch
and wander off into other people’s stories
i call it escape and you have no idea
what i’m talking about
or why i envy your ability to sleep through
your own hurricane
and i wonder where you go in your dreams
some noisy bar
or a cave so deep
no sound can crawl inside
i can’t stop listening
my heart knows that somehow
this is your story
we speak different languages
and these hieroglyphics of sound
will remain here, on these walls
an echo of ordinary chaos
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April 24th, 2013 at 9:36 am
So many memories come to mind with this. It’s a poignant sentiment of things that play out so often in our lives.
April 24th, 2013 at 10:45 am
i love this Kelly! ‘an echo of ordinary chaos’.
i think i am mired in ordinary chaos. but in this SEVENTH month of winter, i am entitled.
in fondest of thoughts, tilda
April 24th, 2013 at 10:46 am
a cave so deep that no one can crawl inside for sure!
April 24th, 2013 at 12:10 pm
hieroglyphics of sound…ha…that is cool…and sleep through your own hurricane…lol…i escape into stories as well…it is interesting though how different we can be …but i share the curiousity in how others dream and do…intriguing write
April 24th, 2013 at 6:57 pm
i will be listening through the night with a whole new thought process ~ thanks … : )
xxo
pg
April 24th, 2013 at 8:10 pm
This has the gravitas of a summation – as if you were coming to a conclusion about this time of your life. I don’t know – that’s just the impression I got. As usual, your poems are very intriguing and compelling. Thanks!
April 24th, 2013 at 9:23 pm
An artifact of the dig of relationship, through the strata of which we compulsively must sift, sift…the title is just perfect, too.
April 24th, 2013 at 11:26 pm
unbelievable! as I call this up and enter your blog: Sweet dreams by Eurythmics comes on the radio! WOAH!
we speak different languages
and these hieroglyphics of sound
will remain here, on these walls
an echo of ordinary chaos
such a fantastic ending sequence
and killer closing line in time with the title
and this song: brilliant! 🙂
April 25th, 2013 at 1:07 pm
I love the beauty and intrigue of this. “…hieroglyphics of sound …” awesome!
April 26th, 2013 at 12:42 pm
Came here from the napowrimo link, smiled at the tile of your blog and found this poem to be peaceful and surprising like those tents in harry potter which are small on the outside but inside they are a mansion.
April 28th, 2013 at 6:56 pm
this one is inside my head ~