themoonman
themoonman
Apr 25, 2011

Ringing Bells

Fresh coffee steams my glasses,
for one foggy moment
the crash of life is forgotten

outside
birds peck for hidden treats
and drizzling rain promises
yet another spring

while inside
I wait
for miracles of understandings
but my canvas remains empty

the rain comforts barren thoughts
coffee soothes the taste of losing
and those birds peck my brain

where are the bells
maybe the rusted chimes will know
perhaps it's not my turn again

I'll wait

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

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Comments

weirdelf

that first stanza just hooked me. Oh man it's a poem in itself, a modern haiku, crystallised existence. I don't think it needs the ellipsis.

The rest, even though it's in the first person, feels like it's happening to me the reader.

The first poem I've read in a while that really excited my sense of existential despair (make of the sentence what you will, teehee)

That ellipsis is my only crit or suggestion.

themoonman

Your response floored me, sorry about the ellipses, it's a bad
habit I've developed and I totally agree ... will remove.

thanks

Richard

themoonman

We are all doing ok and I hope all is well there too.

This was a bit different for me, it's actually an older
one that I recently added to.

thanks

Richard

Roscoe Lane

Don't care if i'm ribbed, i'm saying wonderful because this is a wonderful poem. As Jess states it grips you right away, then carries you to a conclusion that you feel totally involved with. Regards Roscoe...

KINGZOMBIE

I really like deeply felt poems like this.Everything has pretty much been said already.I do have suggestion that may be a better fit, I think "clash" instead of "crash" but I could be wrong, lol.Either way I really like this thoughtful and deep post.

themoonman

I'm glad you liked it and I appreciate the suggested
word change, I think either would fit, but I think for me
it would be a closer truth to use "crash" ... but thank you.

Richard

Janice Pearce

I loved this one, grabbed me, then took me places with your thoughts got me thinking :)

Race_9togo

This is beyond excellent. Absolutely timeless, completely evocative, I feel that change in awareness and consciousness, the brevity of that change, and the patient acceptance of emptiness, as I read.

In the second stanza, the use of "the" detracts a bit from the sense of suddenly-widening awareness, imo. What I mean is, the use of the definite article focuses the reader's attention on the birds and the rain, and thus decreases the focus, for me, from the sounds and actions of those two objects, instead. I also think that losing those two words would help the cadence too.

But honestly, that doesn't really matter.

Bookmarked, my friend. Awesomely good work.

themoonman

You are so right about the "the's". I'm going to remove them
along with the distracting little dots

thanks for reading and the improvements

Richard

S

There is free verse and there's good free verse, but this is better than good. The only alternative I can come up with is :Perhaps it's not again my turn.......but that may be my classic leanings coming out lol........stan PS makes me proud of living in same stae

themoonman

I am so glad you liked my free verse, perhaps I'll try my hand
at a more rigid rhyming style with my next submission.

You know, I'd agree with your change in the placing of "again",
if not for my reading it aloud to my sister yesterday, the way I
accented that particular word aloud was (at least I thought so)
very affective, not sure how to get that out on the net, maybe if
I used italics for that one word, not sure, but I think I'll leave it alone
for now, thank you so much for reading and your suggestion. I love
it when I'm made to think about why and how I've come to a conclusion
as far as word choices, that's what workshop is all about.

thank you sir

Richard

Geezer

I was smelling the fog of coffee myself, and seeing the empty canvas. You took me right along with you on this one.

The rain comforts barren thoughts
Coffee soothes the taste of losing
And those birds peck my brain

Those are my favorite lines. Maybe because it has rained with little break here for the last month.
~ Gee

themoonman

thank you, I knew that anyone that wore glasses and drank
coffee would be able to relate, happens if you have a good
ol bowl of hot soup as well (lol)

those damn birds, gotta love em ehh

Richard