Wrong Awakening

Wrong Awakening

A Poem by Desert Dreamer

inspired by art






















Tower reflects human spirits
as objects
trees crowded out
by buildings
human minds connected
to machines


Metamorphosis of meaning
dissolution of spirit
metropolis of decay


Trapped within their own creations
even in sleep she cries out for release


Bright clouds bring hope for your escape
concrete cracked by unseen armies
roots of trees patiently strangle
machines that were wrongly awakened
freedom arrives slowly


© 2012 Desert Dreamer

Author's Note

Desert Dreamer
Inspired by the artwork shown titled "Wrong Awakening" by Peter Gric.

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Ach, you capture my daily reality here. I work in London's Canary Wharf, which is a collcetion of towers. I think of them as egos. They are all straight lines of glass and steel and power. My place in all this is in the middle of a room some distance from a window, which never opens, can't open. All I can see from it when I look that way are other buildings. I can see nothing natural an I can't see the sky. This is no way to be. And my mind is linked to the machine in front of me. And I sometimes wake at night thinking about it. Ach, you capture my daily reality in my less than lovely tower, no ivory in sight.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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First & foremost, what a brilliant picture! It truly captured the heart of the poem.

As for the poem itself, what a wonderful job. It flowed very well. One of my favorites on here for sure. Well done.

- Brittney

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Posted 6 Years Ago

Amazing subject you picked and you wrote elegantly every single verse is true, the world need more writers like you and same time the whole world should read your work...keep up the good work. Respect!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Freedom is never a certainty unless you think say something without being attacked. I like.

Posted 7 Years Ago

This makes me think of the Star Trek "Borg" species, where human feelings are a long ago forgotten gift. There are many here that still have those feelings but it seems more and more a machine-like coldness is taking hold. miss your face Dreamer. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

yes its fine D.D a bit diff from ur usual poetry buthere you were tied to another's work so the new approach i guess.

Posted 8 Years Ago

wrong awakening indeed , civilization will be the death of us ...

Posted 8 Years Ago

I misread the title as "strong awakening" but on rereading, it was "wrong awakening"...the title itself changes the whole essence of the write...its as if something wrong has happened, but would soon be wiped away since its just a glitch in the normal routine....the words bring a positive aroma to your lines, as if whatever is happening can be dismissed as a mere error! wonderful!

Posted 8 Years Ago

DD this is a powerful poem . So true it is... you really found great inspiration in this oddly lovely picture.


Posted 8 Years Ago

It so does and this is wonderfully portrayed here :)
We have become nothing more than ghosts in this chaotic material world...gazes turned away...forgotten what is important...
You always make me think love

Posted 8 Years Ago

Interesting poem about the way technology is really taking over the world. I like how, in the end, you leave an image in the readers mind of the 'trees' or nature revolting and claiming back what we've taken from it. Nicely done.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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37 Reviews
Added on December 18, 2011
Last Updated on June 3, 2012
Tags: civilization, art, death


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Desert Dreamer

Sonoran Desert, AZ

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