Scattered

Scattered

the steps are timid and trembling

treads and risers as mismatched as candelabra in the ghetto

there is a swirl of black pearl there

beyond the edge of the world

                                                  it drops off.

certain hearts shrink for the fear of things

others excite

they are special people ... faith .. or some wild recklessness

                                                   it drops off.

Something Blind; Something Evil

A plan was laid in rock and root today.

one more day just like yesterday

but now now now now now now    ...  dust has changed everything

changed the floor, the mantle

changed on the tops of picture frames 

hanging there on the walls

changed the air and black pearl swirl ...........changed everything

i woke up with the same dread of 

loosing my connection with God and myself

dread fears of taking my last breath and

gazing with last eyes

missing ....missing the sight and line of 

forgiveness ..... missing the point

suspicion like derechos blasting canopy and solid ground

                ...... missing the leveling

ozone scent ... sweet pickle dimple

sublime fertilization of the mind and heart .. lifting

like important information through the shredder

chrome metalflake in back velvet

tacky hotel.

she tip toe'd and

he spent his time striving to

curl his toes around her. 

not much of a future really

so grey and purple when

listening goes to stone and

ears' drumming brakes instead of dawn.

cream color requires dire scrubbing. 

how can i fit into your still small voice?

it keeps it hiding under the bed

forgotten not;

but in waiting while dust swirls and black pearl winds 

are a desert.

03/02/2020

E.

Author's Note

"Derechos: Spanish for “straight ahead,” ..storms producing winds in a straight line that knock down trees and buildings in the same direction from storms that produce rotating winds that cause tornadoes. A derecho storm system is also distinctly wide and fast-moving, causing wind damage for more than 250 miles(larger than the diameter of most hurricanes),with gusts pushing faster than 58 mph along most of its length."

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is a heart-moving poem. I'm like Dave B . . . glad to read a complex & nuanced poem that actually plucks my strings instead of leaving me baffled! As a recovering perfectionist, I can say there's much to be said about embracing our scattered tendencies. If we humans weren't so likely to be scattered, we wouldn't work so hard to be control freaks. This is what it looks like when we finally learn to embrace the scatter . . . to love how the pieces never fit . . . to still enjoy fitting the pieces together anyway. You use stunningly sweeping imagery to show all the ways we feeble humans bumble along, despite our dumb universal act like we're in charge here, which fools nobody. This is such memorable writing:
"i woke up with the same dread of
loosing my connection with God and myself
dread fears of taking my last breath and
gazing with last eyes"

and so much more! But I've got to go plant me some tamaters & squash! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

luv you babe! truly do :) thank you for reading and i am so grateful you went along with the scatter and your perceptions derived from it ... for me... are very gratifying ... you are a gem to continue to read my stuff ... being that linear person you claim to be :) tamaters, squash! ... no taters??

[Ruth]

I think humans are scattered by default. Problems arise when we condition that default and attempt to organise the randomness of being. The emotional connections threaded through this are so articulate. To be human is to fear certain things, the unknown and the known at times :) The uncertainties do invade or consume the certainties and certain days sometimes. Some incredibly striking imagery in this piece E, loss of connection, aloneness, ears no longer accepting of the what mays, whys or hows. This shall linger with me a while today...you write some mood/life changing poetry E...truly :)

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you once again for your visit and time .. so happy this drew you in .. it is one of those personal "special" ones we all have ... i do hope the lingering will bear some fruit for you ;)
E.

[sharonlee]

Mesmerizing piece!
'sublime fertilization of the mind and heart'
This line tangled my thoughts with its sheer deliciousness!

[Einstein Noodle]

oh Sharon! God bless you for your encouragement ... and for reading ... i am happy you found something worthwhile in this one :) peace sister!
E.

[Stella Armour]

I like the many faces and some distortion in the artwork, it suits beautifully to the poem, things unexpectedly seen in strange places, the mind losing its reason in fear; and yet fear breeds overthinking.
What a gem of a mindbender this poem is :)

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Stella! its nice to connect a bit when time goes by ... we have so many places to visit here at the Cafe' ... its good not to loose touch eh!? yes... i thought the pic fits particularly well and was delighted when i found it .... glad you liked the read my friend!
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Love the colour and chaos of your chosen artwork Mr E. That image in your text of candelabra in a ghetto is so strong, it will stay with me for sometime. Beyond the edge of the world it drops off. Your lines really dig deep on the emotions. Particularly relevant in the current climate. Your poem evoked feelings of fear, it was quite an unsettling read. As unsettling as where we currently are with this pandemic and the death it brings. The feelings of being out of control, when I like order. The loss of freedom. Such brilliant lines. Can be read on many different levels. All your readers will interpret your lines in their own way. All good wishes. Take good care of you.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you so much, Christine ... your comments are so encouraging to me .. i feel validated and humbled at the same time .. to have someone "read" me with such sensitivity and openness is beyond expectation ... you touch on all of this poem ... thank you very much .. you truly made my day in my poetic world ;) love and peace and comfort in the chaos eh!?
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Oh yes Mr E. There is chaos certainly. Let there be love and more love, and some more for added measure :))

[Einstein Noodle]

yes! :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[gram linski]

powerful, emotional, poem, E, with the storm clouds tossing emotions in the air, and the ache, the poetry and deep impact this poem gives me, I can't express, so will just say f*****g loved this

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you gram... for reading and commenting ... what more can one ask for ... i love when you enjoy something i write gram ... i think we have the abstract connection :) so glad you felt this one ... for me its an important one .. personal .. love on ya gram .. stay well always!
E.

[gram linski]

keep coming back and reading this, man, E this is one of the finest I have read in a while,

[Einstein Noodle]

you are very kind..thank you sir! peace and joy and the top o' the mahrnin' to ya!

[gram linski]

top 'o the morning back at ya, E,

[Ken Simm.]

Such an intelligent and yet heartfelt poem. The list of emotions covered here is long but by no means is the poem to much. It flows and reaches so many peak layers. Not at all scattered in my humble view. Profound and yet supremly beautiful. Nuff said.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Ken ... yeah! a lot of reaching ;) glad you find something worthwhile in it .. i think this will be among my own favorites (we are allowed right?) :))))))))))) top o' the mahrnin' to ya ... its almost 1 AM and already I am two cups of coffee down ... looks like i'm up for the day .... :)
E.

[...]

Same like my writing. I cannot complete understand of your creation. But you have quiet magic way with words. I wonder if you ever read Terry Pratchett. Cause you got simulate ways of expressions . This is looks to me like some dark fantasy with real experience of human. Certainly i feel something is happening and moving. I am not sure what maybe i get my daily dope of LSD. So i wish this trip will not stop. But nevermind it's over now. Maybe i will return for another trip at tommorow . All the best and be save.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes .. our free verse and abstract styles are very similar ... i mean to suggest feelings with imaging but am vague on a clear theme or story .. though both are in there .. really glad you chose to read this one first Persona .. thank you!
E.

[...]

Yes it was really enjoyable for my abstractive mind. Also quiet refreshing . What I like about free verse poetry is you can actually feel very free . Anything is possible and anything is real.

[Einstein Noodle]

yep! ...... i also try to challenge me self with classic forms now and again ... just to keep a foot on the ground ;))))))))

[...]

I member I saw one graffiti on the wall long time ago. There was title with feet on the ground and with head in the skies. Have nice Friday.

[Einstein Noodle]

:))))))))))) you two my friend!

[Lydia Shutter]

We live each day and wonder "Is that all there is?" We ask unanswerable questions and as we get older, the questions become a bit more scary. Personally, my belief in a greater power has slimmed down to a silk thread at this point. I enjoyed the stream of consciousness and the honesty in this one, E. You bare your soul. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... parts of this especially are personal ... and who other than Lydia, especially, would know it ;) a silk thread is pretty strong and resilient isn't it?! ;) it won't break dear friend ... its all one needs says i!

[R.E. Ray]

E., it's good to see a relatively new one from you. I obviously missed seeing this for a while. This one might be beyond my reach. I read it twice.

I get a stream of consciousness and the human brain's incessant striving to bring order from chaos, if only in the mind. You've triggered all our senses in this poem and transported us to an unsettling place. I think I'd be dizzy in this environment, trying to focus on what's happening in front of me. Scattered is the ideal word for what I take from this poem. As a control freak, this would be hell for me, though a masterfully crafted poem. Great artwork and music, too.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahah well Mr. Control ... i am doubly happy you took time to wrestle the chaos :)))) thanks so much for your honest review .. always ... it helps a lot!
E.

[R.E. Ray]

You’re welcome, sir.

[Paul Bell]

We can't go on forever and when the road ends we must be grateful, but our mind never stops, though it may confuse our future journey with memories.
The human is a complex animal, never ever completely happy, and the search for the holy grail just seems to last forever. Maybe that is the joke of life, we all search for what isn't there, but just in case it is we'll continue. Liked this, Einstein.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for your time and thoughts on this Paul .. i am grateful for our continued Cafe' friendship .. perhaps the spark that makes us keep searching serves it's purpose ... we have all read from various "scattered" sources that its not about arriving ;)))) your visit put a smile on me face sir! happy day to ya ... maybe if that spark goes dark ... we really are dead {;-/
E.

[Paul Bell]

The spark hopefully will go on for a long time yet.
Told summer's around the corner, that usually cheers us up.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes it is sir .... starting to open both eyes ... tho cold and rainy here in AR ... the forest is showing its color more and more ;) love on ya brother!