Notification

Notification

A Poem by Creepy Swine Guy



Lying quietly there, it waits,
almost  innocently.
Often, you take it with you.
No clue of how it will detonate
that explosion of change.

One day, it will ring,
"Hello, is this Mr. or Mrs. so and so?"
and in the blink of an eye
your life ... your world, will
never, ever be the same again.

© 2013 Creepy Swine Guy


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Good evening Mr. Phelps, your mission, should you choose to accept it will be so secret not even you will know what it is. However, as usual if you or any of your MI staff are killed or captured, the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your existence and since he doesn't know you exist it will be that much easier for him...(laughing) This was really cool, it's like the intro to an episode of The Twilight Zone or something, very mysterious and secretive.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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When change comes, and we move on, our baggage is as much our reservations as it is our anticipations.
Well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting wording with detonate, it makes the ringing of a phone take on such a different meaning. I like the way you did that. And you're right, you carry around a way for bad news to reach you... but, on the other hand there are other ways and other things which could bring you joy. NIce work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is quite interesting. I'm seeing something within that we don't realize is there at first, and then resonates somehow and makes an impact causing change. I like the way this is written.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily's right: our personal bombs get set off like that so often. She's also right about your writing. This one was very fine.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think about this all the time. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and how there-but-for-the-grace ...

I'm knocking on wood as we speak.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Good evening Mr. Phelps, your mission, should you choose to accept it will be so secret not even you will know what it is. However, as usual if you or any of your MI staff are killed or captured, the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your existence and since he doesn't know you exist it will be that much easier for him...(laughing) This was really cool, it's like the intro to an episode of The Twilight Zone or something, very mysterious and secretive.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Where are you going with this? or is it only a poem. It could be an opening
to something much bigger:) ps I like it

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I would have love to quote some words here,but then i would have to quote the entire poem..yes..this was very very skilled.Just with the words that were needed to express such a vast yet tender theme that is change...You could have gone on and on about change but you summed it up in few beautiful words.This was lovely.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

little bangs, big bangs, total bangs...changes, changes, changes

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think you hit the nail on the head with this one. That explosion, that change rocks our world, we want to turn back time, we work through the emotions of it in time.

You have developed some definite poetic skill in the last few years.

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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