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??

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest E... our Spirit is the only thing that can save us. It is true that our World has become etched in stone with Evil that threatens our very existence... When the most favored Angel was thrown out of heaven... there has been turmoil and a storm has brewed for Centuries. The Candelabra in the ghetto reminds me of a Song
scattered among the people of the World. May Elvis Rest In Peace ... and may the Winds of grey skies bring Rain to nourish our Earth. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

dear Pat .. your review truly blesses me this morning .. love where this poem takes you ... yes!! Lucifer .. the most beautiful of angels .. who could imagine ... and that first touch of sinful Pride and has terrifying and instant his fall ..repelled actually from the goodness of God .. like opposing sides of magnets ... wasn't really a contest at all was it ... thank you so much for reading and sharing such wise thoughts .. peace and joy friend!!
E.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Firstly love the artwork I love art
Secondly I admit to reading this a few times
One it’s late two I’m tired and three it’s Very deep
Love it 😍
Ps love the lines with grey and purple and goes to stone
And last two lines

[Einstein Noodle]

;) ... get some sleep Julie! its a precious commodity ... its early morn for me 3:47 AM according to my computer .. i am not a late sleeper and have been up a couple hours ... thank you for taking time .. and for reading more than once ... i appreciate that a lot Julie ... between you and me the grey and purple goes to stone is my personal favorite too ;))) peaceful dreams my friend ... see you next time :)
E.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

It’s not really late but I get tired after 900 pm lol 😂
You up early time to get a coffee lol
Nite 💤

[Einstein Noodle]

we must be across the "pond" from each other .. i live in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas USA .. and you?

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Sydney suburbs

[Einstein Noodle]

ahhhhhhhhh Ausie! i have been in continued prayer for all of you ...the aftermath of such a horrific fire is barely imaginable ... so much destroyed :((( i'm signing off now ... g'day to ya! ;) but sleep well first :))))))))))))))))))

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks we glad you prayed we had heavy rain broke our long drought a few weeks bk put most fires out thank God but still hot summers over was 37 c here today

[Einstein Noodle]

whew! hot hot hot! ;) would love to visit one day ... bucket list item for sure