Tuesday, May 10, 2016

May 10, 2016 Writer's Digest/ When Everything Stops -- dVerse/ Doors

When Everything Stops

                  sometimes
more often than i like
in the rural area of northern new mexico
the power goes off
everything stops

                 the silence can be deafening
so loud
i look for the volume button
to turn it down

                 suddenly i want to
wash a load of laundry
brush my teeth
watch my favorite program
need light to read

                 and just a suddenly i remember
i can do none of those things
everything i depend on
depends on energy
and the power has gone off

                nothing to be done
but to wait
to remember
i find myself moving
to the music i hear in your head
a little song forms on my lips
the sun sparkles on the waves
laughter is heard

               then i remember
it is all here
like the sun when behind a cloud
more often than not
just forgotten
because the power is on
i depend on it

                it does interfere with my inner life
my thoughts
my dreams
my memory of you
your smile
the twinkle in your eye
it all comes back when everything stops

May 10, 2016

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Doors

                     doors
front door
back door
side door
doors of every color

                     threshold
passages
pass throughs
in and out
coming and going
kitty wants out
then wants to come back in

                     entrance
often marked
push to open
welcome
enter my heart
loving embrace


                      exit
again often marked
close behind you
fuck off!
get out
don't come back

                    storm-door
passage to cellar
room underground
twister
tornado
clouds gather
storm on the horizon

                   trap door
merlin the magician
when least expected
on stage actor disappears
unmarked opening to my heart

                    ...and in the doorway there you are

May 10, 2016

















10 comments:

  1. It is true the silence is so loud when the power is off and we realize how hooked into the grid we are. Comfortably so, but still, it does interfere with deep reflection, we distract ourselves. I especially love your closing lines, how the memories return when the power is off.

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  2. loud silence --- seems like the words should not be juxtaposed, but they are. At so many times in our life. And your doors....oh yes....the listing and the sense of them and then the end...the last stanza....I love it! :) Thanks so much for joining us and posting! Hope you'll meander around dVerse a bit -- so many unique takes to this prompt! :)

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  3. The din within, I call it. I never have been very successful at meditation because of the inner noise, the macrocosm of cortical machinations. But yes, wen we consider how so very reliant & dependent we are on technology, it is horrific to consider a time /when everything stops/. I guess your creative flow was heavy duty today, as the fun of the second poem exorcised & illuminated divers doors.

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  4. Oddly, I never have a problem with that silence. I like the roar of it, like an inner sea. Love the cat at the door pic.Cats are always on the wrong side of the door. How wonderful to find love at the door of ones heart. Did you mean to link both of these for dVerse today? The first doesn't seem to relate to the prompt. Hope you will meander around today - unless that power does its evil trick again!

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  5. No doubt that silence can be deafening.. though at times welcoming when seeking solitude. I love the image of finding love at the door of a person's heart :D Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  6. Ahhhh, the ominous hope in that last line...

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  7. "it all comes back when everything stops" I love that line because I love the silence and it is true.

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  8. Clever use of a list poem for this. Nice one.

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  9. Beautiful write! The level of inconvenience you've expressed in anan outage has is palatable. Having been raised in rural areas of the midwest, we had them frequently as well. though, I kind of miss them in a way as they did provide a kind of quiet that just couldn't be matched unless you isolated yourself in the middle of nature. In the city...you could turn out all the lights and yet a disturbing blanket of white noise will remain.

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  10. Doorways to Energies..
    Doorways to Love..
    Furry pets come and
    go.. Electric Zone
    of heat.. cool..
    and entertainment
    more.. somenows i dance
    air and water..
    allone plays
    wITh mE
    Airwater
    LoveS
    iNowiN
    liGhTeninG..:)

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