Adrift

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On days when

I'm neither here nor there

Adrift in a sea of senseless noise

Battered by waves of unrecognizable emotion,

Floating, just floating.

On days when I have

That faraway look

When you call my name,

Just know, you may have to call again

before I come back to you.

Reviews

[Delmar Cooper]

The poem floated my boat. Once, as a boy I stood on the porch watching raindrops fall form the eaves. I don't know at what point I came to believe the raindrpops were stationary and I was rising, but I do know at that point I fell off the porch. You poem knocked me off the porch

[Emily B]

Falling off the porch is one of the surest ways to know if is poetry

[Delmar Cooper]

Being knocked on your a*s is another.

[alan peter kelly]

Poetry is tearing something up and making it into something else... sometimes, anyway.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

We have those days...those days when we are adrift in the reality of our own circumstances; lost inside of our own minds. I've been there...I'll probably be there again. I love the imagery you've used in the lines "When you call my name,/Just know, you may have to call again/before I come back to you."--from the faraway look to the second calling of the name...brilliant. Loved this one, Emily.

[Leslie Philibert]

What I really like is the strong image in the last lines, that implies at the same time distance and nearness, an image full of tension that exactly sums up the way relationships are...Great.

[Ken Simm.]

I know when I call your name the answers will be wonderful. I know when you call out the questions make us all wonder.

[Anne Timmins]

A beautiful piece of writing. Just lovely...

[Tree]

Sometimes it's not enough to be sought after. We need to be needed. Desired. Anyway that is what I take with me, after reading this melancholic ghostly piece.

Diego

[h d e rushin]

I had a love affair once that broke off without the tissued courtesy of a call.
I waited and waited but the gluttony of pride keep us from calling eachother.That
"I wont call her until she calls me" vertigo that gives seperation it's wings.

"i'm neither here nor there
adrift in a sea of senseless noise
battered by waves of unrecongizable emotion"

That about sum's it up.......good work, dana

[lee von cleef]

Asleep in two time zones,I hear, I hear , the call, but the room is large, veiled in red, I want you too to cross the rivers door. I will leave ,I will leave a totem,veiled in black,
again, again, I call, and no one ,no one.

[Emily B]

i am here

your review is pure poetry

[lee von cleef]

I just had fun with a echo . Two to Tango.

[Emily B]

poetry is like dancing is like flying . . .

[John Phoenix Hutchinson..]

Adrift in a sea of senseless noise

Battered by waves of unrecognizable emotion,

Floating, just floating.

A poignant poem which hit the spot with me. 100 :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Once more a very sincere work that says so much and yet says it in few words. A true gift. It gives the feel of tranquillity and simuntaneous lostness.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

a very moving and personal message, I felt quite teary, reading this.