Several weeks pass

tremors

gone midnight
echoes
my light bulb just flickered out
weird
to light the room with a haloed glow
something's stirring somewhere
you can feel it
If space existed beyond these four walls
I would drop in a pebble
and watch it tumble into the distance

rollings

today
the drummest of dol days
I reflect that I have been visited by fifty dreams from all time
vivid as snow falling at night and people who move like friends in a dark, dark dream
'tis that which must have brought us right here
to and from ourselves
or at least
this is what
I imagine

rollings

sorrow rises like spikes
coming up from several places
spikes lift from my shoulders
and from my chest
sorrow comes up in front before me
the lifting makes me
It takes me heavy

tremors

still believing in love
still believing in a sacred space
to keep safe from the lashing
constant lashing
still believing in her
what a fool I am
the difference between her and me
was every night she got down on her knees and prayed

rollings

moving like a place I don't know
clearly, blurry paints its way
a florest growing right past up to
the road I thought had gone

tremors

chadwick

you folks are awesome

tremors

electric friends feel something they don't
terribly uncertain of which way to go
'to whom do I speak?'
matters not
in the grand scheme of things
things in the grand scheme of things
often get lost
melting like ice cubes into the ocean of something
us, seeking something, often one thin thread is enough
just the faintest glimmer of humanity
to recognise another
stranger heart beating

my light is back on
I hear two clocks ticking
it's restful
it's always restful before midnight
after that things get decidedly worse

rollings

decidedly worse

chadwick

tremors wrote:

electric friends feel something they don't
terribly uncertain of which way to go
'to whom do I speak?'
matters not
in the grand scheme of things
things in the grand scheme of things
often get lost
melting like ice cubes into the ocean of something
us, seeking something, often one thin thread is enough
just the faintest glimmer of humanity
to recognise another
stranger heart beating

my light is back on
I hear two clocks ticking
it's restful
it's always restful before midnight
after that things get decidedly worse

tremors, you are winning and have won

rollings

ocean of something

tremors

Rollings wrote:

decidedly worse

when I wrote and read that it makes me laugh - I don't know why - I think it's cos I wrote it in a very British accent

rollings

tremors wrote:

Rollings wrote:

decidedly worse

when I wrote and read that it makes me laugh - I don't know why - I think it's cos I wrote it in a very British accent

It made me laugh because I could hear the accent :wtf:

tremors

Rollings wrote:

tremors wrote:

Rollings wrote:

decidedly worse

when I wrote and read that it makes me laugh - I don't know why - I think it's cos I wrote it in a very British accent

It made me laugh because I could hear the accent :wtf:

I'm hamming it up for the benefit of the Americans - it's the only way for me to stay sane around here - to become increasingly British!

Maybe Chadwick will join us for a cup of tea

rollings

or a spot of tea even

tremors

Rollings wrote:

or a spot of tea even

indeed...... indeed

tremors

Note to self: I need to buy an old Nick Drake LP as soon as humanly possible

rollings

Ok...now I've seen lots of "instant messages" on the forum intended for who the hell knows but the person writing them....but this is the first time I've ever seen a "note to self".

(pretends shuffle through some pretend nothing or nothings)...um, ...
...Chadwick is correct, Tremors...

You have won

tremors

Naw - I was seeing this as a thread for collaborative musings. Nothing to win here. Hopefully Rollings we may continue some time, or maybe I should start a thread for 'Wistful poetry written past midnight'

rollings

my view holds
empty-handed, lay-down streams
what's now in mirrors is
glass once in windows
viewing sand though its space

what you gave to me
a view of everything
I see
going away

tremors