Imagining...

Submitted by themoonman on Sun, 05/31/2009 - 02:13

and me with my eclectic ideals...

Imagining understanding

gives me a headache,

so I write to alleviate,

it relaxes my mind...

and I become the rain pounding the roof.

The beep beep of the clock

and I am time without any...

the cold distance between planets

and I am frozen to the marrow...

I feel the pebbles through the tires

and mingle with the road...

but I'm home,

nursing my head.

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Richard

Submitted by jack the ripper on Sun, 05/31/2009 - 15:39.

Welcome to PoemsNProse.com ....

Imagining can sometimes be an exhaustive exercise for the brain.... But we care poets... Can't help it, can we?

It is because of the imaginations of poets and philosophers that the world is what it is - for the better or for worse. We are jester to many yet leader to all... an eccentric profession, is it not?

To be able to write to alleviate is a precious gift because in the process the poet not only relaxes his mind but also those of his readers. This write was a unwinding write just like you wanted it to be...

Respectfully,
Amartya

PS: do keep visiting and writing to us... :)

Amartya...

Submitted by themoonman on Thu, 06/04/2009 - 04:36.

Thank you for that more than precious view of this poem...

humbled by your words here...

Richard

hi

Submitted by PriyaNair on Sun, 05/31/2009 - 17:21.

Great Poem...Good work........

Keep writing

Hi priya...

Submitted by themoonman on Thu, 06/04/2009 - 04:37.

thank you and I'm glad you liked it...

Richard

I feel the pebbles through

Submitted by LocoGLitch on Thu, 06/04/2009 - 04:52.

I feel the pebbles through the tires

and mingle with the road...

Brilliant, you told the story of the princess and the pea in two lines! Seriously Awesome. I enjoyed the subtle imagery, it blended together so abstractly that I'm still re-reading just in case I missed any underlying connections. Welcome friend, show me more!