cumbria caravan , eastern view

Posted: August 4, 2013 in My Poetry
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Cumbria, holiday

Chris Lawrence Phoneography

4:30am

spelltime hour of silence

light defaces the sky

and sun confronts glass,

i am a discordant instrument

out of tune,

field and track make profiles

in the light,

rabbit flashes white tail

crows beckon with raw calls,

everyone is sleeping,

alone without cellphone coverage

or far reaching internet,

my problems an essential alphabet

to be categorized and processed

without many answers,

flushed with a sense of panic

brighter light folds about me,

besides dad gone since january

people move about my head

reaching for my attention

often stumbling,

sipping coffee

i asked them to be patient

my service was slow

attention would come

from the sleep abandoned

most awake now,

allowing the light to reach my retina

but there it stopped,

inside was still a bleak landscape

of whatever,

and i had not cleaned it up yet

 

poetry , poem

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Comments
  1. Akila says:

    Getting hold of circumstances in the light of a tragedy is tough and well, almost like a blind man’s buff. But life goes on, the dust settles. A very layered verse

  2. At one time we could be unplugged at 4:30 am… but today it would by a possibility to connect with people in other time-zones… never never by pur selves, still we loneliness is worse than ever.

  3. brian miller says:

    spelltime hour of silence…smiles…an out of tune instrument…
    makes me think of someone coming down all of online addiction a bit…ha

  4. MarinaSofia says:

    I especially loved these lines:
    ‘inside was still a bleak landscape

    of whatever,

    and i had not cleaned it up yet’
    Sounds a little bit like a cross-section of my mind.

  5. nicely done Chris. Inside was a bleak landscape of whatever and I had not cleaned it up yet, what a cool ending here. Great piece. Thanks

  6. claudia says:

    there’s a sense of isolation and felt loneliness in this…but also the pausing before something new’s about to start…

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