Who wrote this ?

The detritus of me

on a beach of stone

and the sand 

was gone

and the moon 

was wrong

and the fallen bark

got beached

( bleached )

in the sun,

and the fragments of

problems,

ignored,

 ... were restless,

no sleep for the mind in the 

night

spiders were fighting

insects died

and I tried to deny

there was no try,

you do or you don't, 

try and pick up the f*****g pen,

was the last thing

I heard

screaming awake

in the rain, 

the red blood rain

of my home

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love the way your words spill forth with a faint rhythmic drumbeat, which adds a haunting effect. I love how your expressions of despair reflect a listlessness just like despair itself can feel. I love that this is a million miles away from the numerous typical scribbles about writers block or writers angst. The ending I didn't even see coming, despite the title! You use such devices as parenthesis & underlining with solid effectiveness (whereas for other writers these tricks can seem a clutter) . . . (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[gram linski]

hey, Margie, love your enthusiastic review, i did hope the rhythm came over like that, was a bit of an invisible hand , so I can't take much credit, lol, and just between the two of us the underlining was a mistake, hope you are keeping safe over there in the fires of hell, take care over there

[Robert Trakofler]

well it certainly must of been you cause it sounds like you i think or did you get possessed it is that time of year I suppose! I like the cadence in this and quite often in truth i feel that way as id i wasn't the guy moving the pen yes yes that does happen especially when i writing in my torpor state

[gram linski]

hey, B, how you keeping, friend, did he didn't he and if he didn't who did, lol, I've read a few of your torpor state poems, we understand the invisible hand and give it a skeletal high five, just, in passing, I apologise for being a little anti social , always appreciate your thoughts, B ,thanks again

[Robert Trakofler]

I think a lot of folks are feeling that way lately my friend

[Chris Shaw]

Blimey, makes my insomnia seem positive friendly gram. Yours is insane. Where have you been?

Chris

[gram linski]

haha, my insane insomnia and me , sounds like a poem in waiting, , thanks for reviewing, Chris always appreciate your input, been in a bit of a funk recently, i do still read and enjoy many cafe poets, just don't feel the urge to review,, thanks again for your review and your continued support of my writing

[Chris Shaw]

Take care gram. Hope you get out of your funk soon. Good you are still reading poetry. All the best.

Chris

[AJNJ]

The conflicting noises never leave one in peace. Sleep isn't restful and the mind screams. Lift up the pen. And so we obey and keep going. Till we are detritus and then not even that. Till the last.

[gram linski]

thanks for the great review, AJNJ, appreciate that you got the gist, do like your ten words exercises, if you want to share the next one, I will give it a go, aye till the last breath of poem is squeezed from the pen, till the last,

[AJNJ]

We poets only know how to go on, sir. Can't stop even if we tried!
I'll be delighted to share the next exercise I try! Will be great fun! Thanks.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Answer on a postcard: You f*****g did of course!

Ok this flows with a level of insanity never before seen here on earth but it certainly seems to have a punch or three to it!

[gram linski]

haha, always appreciate your unique view on things, John, glad you enjoyed, am in a bit of an anti social cuddle of existential angst at the minute, but am enjoying your senryu/'haiku, and then you go and taint it with your dirty porno mind, hope you are keeping well,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

One has to have more than one string to one's bow-I am told! I'm keeping pucker despite the crazy times we are in and I hope you are too and you only stay in the anti social cuddle of existential angst mode for a short time.

[gram linski]

aye, well time will tell, mofo, time will tell or grow and expand of freeze depending on your view of the event is time constant, linear, abstract fucked up blues ; discuss, lol, , keep safe dude,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Oh I have so missed you dude!