Another day over, or so I thought,
tap on shoulder demanding attention,
brought thoughts, inner thoughts,
stood quite still knowing the scene.
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A poignant introspective piece of poetry, well articulated and elegantly brought forth with clarity of thought. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, John.
(cont.) this has been one of the VERY MOST entertaining and well-done poems i've read, .....since i read one of mine once! i hope i remember to put this in a showcase later this year! maybe my inner self will help to remind me! ? i want to share this with others! ! Thanks. bri ;)
Hi Bri, thank you for your feedback and feelings about this poem. (Cont) threw me for a moment, easy to do these days. I take the credit for my prose poems, it is really my inner self that deserves the credit, my inner self comes up with the memory or moment ideas I just bring them to life.
(cont.) *** zing·er ˈziNGər/ noun North American informal noun: zinger a striking or amusing remark. synonyms: witticism, quip, joke; More criticism, dig, poke an outstanding person or thing (cont.)
(cont.) AND another 'zinger' ***! ! ! : I do soothing as well as despair, came the voice of inner repair. [ my mom, when i was about 12, didn't like when my older sister started to use do in front of a noun to make the do + noun combination into a verb e.g. do dishes, do despair. (something like that, using do) (cont.)
some favorite lines: laughter rang out, certainly not mine my inner self-was loose. sending to MyPoemList. THEN i'll finish reading it! for some reason these 'favorite lines' remind me of 'The Cat In The Hat', by 'Dr. Suess' aka Theodor Seuss Geisel.: Go back in your bottle if a genie you be, go back. Go back! Do not mess with me. (cont.)
John, you communicated with yourself in a poetic way, very beautiful.As a poet, it's lucky to have a pen to voice out the inner feelings. Me too, often visit myself when I feel lonely and sad. I much enjoyed reading the poem. Thank you for sharing your inner self.
John A'Hern do not mess with me my always friend I live within your body. I come and go' This is for the me the central meaning to your wonderful poem regarding the intricacies of the inner workings of what it means to be human. Why do we care about the things we do? Where does the struggle come from? If we were not meant to be of more than a machine or a chance happening would we care? Loved your analytical writing albeit your focus may of been different. thanks for letting me rant. Blessings to you. Kathy
Hi Kathy, rant away, it is where our poems come from. The poem comes from the age old habit of talking to yourself, quietly or out loud. Once again great feedback, thank you.
I do soothing as well as despair, came the voice of inner repair. Here if you need me, a voice from within, I know, I know I said to myself. /// beautiful introspective writings; really a poignant poem