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All Good Things of This Earth...
The jazzy beats are on again --
Fighting with the next door neighbor's children's screams --
Over an off-key diva two doors over,
Over the nonstop yammering of a raging mother.
These are the storms, the storms --
The thunders not of comforting chaos but
A huge
Fucking mess
Of a living
Leaving the lonely with her rattling bones in the night,
Staring out weary
Of this world around her.
Wistful of mists,
Imprisoned --
Caught in a craze of fighting over
A rusty crown
For a dusty castle.
Oh, to be free once more.
Oh, to feel all the small things,
All the good things missed --
A friendly laugh and a warm smile,
Tight hugs and conversations over stars --
The fancy and fanciful
Exploding colors --
The thunder
With the comforting weight of a good heavy rain,
The waves engulfing as if a hug to wayward thoughts --
The trees, perhaps --
The towers, perhaps --
Imposing over
Me.
All the small things,
All the good things,
All good things of this earth...
Missing.
Missed.
Fighting with the next door neighbor's children's screams --
Over an off-key diva two doors over,
Over the nonstop yammering of a raging mother.
These are the storms, the storms --
The thunders not of comforting chaos but
A huge
Fucking mess
Of a living
Leaving the lonely with her rattling bones in the night,
Staring out weary
Of this world around her.
Wistful of mists,
Imprisoned --
Caught in a craze of fighting over
A rusty crown
For a dusty castle.
Oh, to be free once more.
Oh, to feel all the small things,
All the good things missed --
A friendly laugh and a warm smile,
Tight hugs and conversations over stars --
The fancy and fanciful
Exploding colors --
The thunder
With the comforting weight of a good heavy rain,
The waves engulfing as if a hug to wayward thoughts --
The trees, perhaps --
The towers, perhaps --
Imposing over
Me.
All the small things,
All the good things,
All good things of this earth...
Missing.
Missed.
Published 7th May 2020
Author's Note
1/30 of NaPoWriMo2020.
Art: Ed Vebell, Loneliness is Dangerous
“Loneliness Is Dangerous”; Harry Coren (1955)
Sunday Mirror Magazine, August 14, 1955.
“Alone in the midst of millions, the girl, who longed to talk to someone, stood on her fire escape as the voices of others, enjoying the companionship denied her, drifted up through the night.”
Music: World Weary by Noel Coward - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQCPcK-POT8
This year's poems were mostly inspired by BioShock, BioShock Infinite, Batman and Gotham City, and real life -- dreary as it can be. The past one year had taught me to keep the hope again, and to remind myself to see the world with child-like eyes from time to time.
Art: Ed Vebell, Loneliness is Dangerous
“Loneliness Is Dangerous”; Harry Coren (1955)
Sunday Mirror Magazine, August 14, 1955.
“Alone in the midst of millions, the girl, who longed to talk to someone, stood on her fire escape as the voices of others, enjoying the companionship denied her, drifted up through the night.”
Music: World Weary by Noel Coward - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQCPcK-POT8
This year's poems were mostly inspired by BioShock, BioShock Infinite, Batman and Gotham City, and real life -- dreary as it can be. The past one year had taught me to keep the hope again, and to remind myself to see the world with child-like eyes from time to time.
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8th Sep 2020 6:52pm
I love this piece, along with the accompanying visual... the first few lines had me smiling because I could imagine all of it, those clashing sounds.
Anonymous
30th May 2022 7:25am
The splash of red colour in that painting really draws it out, it’s quite eye opening!
Thanks for the really good read too, you encapsulate the isolation yet too close of modern city living so well
The whole pieces moves effortlessly,
Yo in final lines for me are give or take, they cap the piece off but don’t add much weight so in my opinion they could be trimmed out.
Thanks for the really good read too, you encapsulate the isolation yet too close of modern city living so well
The whole pieces moves effortlessly,
Yo in final lines for me are give or take, they cap the piece off but don’t add much weight so in my opinion they could be trimmed out.
