Open Poetry #48 |
Closer |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Closer I lay here in my hospital bed, Just one more day closer to dead... My plastic reality well-fed, I simply close my eyes. The snores as loud as thunder peals, The television opposite me squeals, As in my head the churning wheels Rip to shreds all ties... To sanity, so far behind me - To vanity, with naught left to remind me Of humanity - her chains which should bind me As every hope of sleep now dies. With headphones on, and guitars strumming, The nurse who dared wake me still running, And the end taking its sweet time coming Down this river os slow lies... All thoughts broken, I know no peace While, unspoken, I watch hope cease To exist, a token I release To this moment, dark and damned! 'Neath these bright lights which still shine on, With every aspiration drawn That dream might yet, before the dawn, Lay upon me its wistful hand. And so, with one last shuttered breath, To mourn all I could not forget, I know's meeting its graceless death This day I'll never see... The river of thought finally slowing down, As, in the confusion, I drown... While there, in her black wedding gown, Sweet Silence smiles for me. Michael Anderson Did I waste it? Not so much I couldn't taste it. Bono |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Sending you love and light, Michael. Ida |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Oh my, dear Michael, this is masterfully written as usual and it is a terrific testimony to what too many people are going through ... If this is personal (I hope not ...) I can only send big hugs too. Love and peace. Margherita |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I refuse to believe this is personal, Michael. There are many, however, who are lying in that very same hospital bed awaiting the bridesmaid, dressed in her black wedding gown and with her sounds of sweet silence. Poeishly fantastic! ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You never fail your readers, m'friend. |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
My prayers are with you...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"'Neath these bright lights which still shine on, With every aspiration drawn That dream might yet, before the dawn, Lay upon me its wistful hand." Beautiful, my friend, just beautiful... Enjoyed this write. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Michael, dear poet, love your poetic style... May His healing hand touch you my friend! Like Ida, sending you Love and Light! Ms. E |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
'Neath these bright lights which still shine on, With every aspiration drawn That dream might yet, before the dawn, Lay upon me its wistful hand" Fine lines, took my breathe away! "The secret behind survival of mankind is kindness and love within our hearts" |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
With headphones on, and guitars strumming, The nurse who dared wake me still running, The image these lines left pierced the tone of gloom and dread... I could just picture the frustration!! *S* And you're taking ANOTHER bride? LOL Watch out... Misery's not gonna like that! LOL Seriously - a great write I can enjoy so much more knowing you're better now. *S* |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Thank you all for the kind replies on this. I'm out of the hospital now, and truthfully the last stay was one that could have been completely avoided if I had just taken some more precaution with my health... Live and learn I suppose. I didn't realize how dark this one seems to come off. You were right not to believe it personal in that regard, Jer. This was written at about 3:30 in the morning, with a t.v. blaring on one side of me and someone snoring on the other, and yes, the nurse who woke me, probably and hour and a half earlier, probably was still running. the silence I was seeking was sleep, not death. I apologize if I mislead anyone. Michael Death's but a path that must be trod, |
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