John Stuart Mill moments......

A poem considering the deeper things of life.......

Evening lips kiss,

goose flesh rise,

silent wisps whip,

watering eyes,

chilled bones quake,

sleeping dogs lie,

warm love embrace,

a lonely man cries. 

 

Nothing stirs this night, lungs chilled with every breath,

my spirit groans with thoughts of the past,

old friends stop by and vanish, midnight vapors. 

I hear footstep echoes, 

I wander, think, contemplate, my raison d’etre,

this place carved, (by me or for me?) in the world I walk. 

 

Where is the connection, where is the meaning,

where is the reason, the world has gone crazy,

the world has always been crazy, now I have become a cliché

…..”crap what time is it? 01:30, she’s going to be pissed”………

 

Author's Note

Sometimes I have to think about the bigger things in life, surface level just won't do, there is more.....

Reviews

[Marie]

It is so very easy to lose track of time when one is distracted by something or someone. She should understand that! The poet has been doing a LOT of thinking and simply time slipped away while he was looking for a reason for this lifetime. Soul searching work, Dave. I love how you turned it into a very in depth and meaningful write! For me, the poem has spiritual overtones and that makes it even more appealing. Love this poem! You have captured superbly what so many people do each day when life isn't going according to their plans, they reflect. A very powerful write skillfully inked. So enjoyed reading and thank you for sharing, Dave...

[Dave W.]

A desire for meaning and depth in a world that sometimes feels to shallow is my hearts desire, thank you for reading

[Marie]

Most welcome always, Dave...

[Soren]

This poem holds deep meaning indeed. It seeps into the soul of the reader who has undoubtedly felt the same at one time or another an existential exploration of the soul. So nicely written, the first stanza in wonderful near rhyme and short lines remniscent of fragments of thought. The second portion in different form as if the narrator has stepped back and is now commenting on his own thoughts. A masterful write

[Dave W.]

Thank you so much Soren, I really appreciate your feed back. I hope you have a great day.

[emmajoygreen]

From the first word to the start of the final phrase I was moved, felt emotional, felt sad for the writer whether fact or fiction, felt intention in the words. But in that final sentence my feeling dropped with an almighty thud not sure whether to laugh or.. feel disappointed. That is not meant as criticism but perhaps, being left unsure of whatever.. .. Perhaps that was your reason: leave the reader/reviewer to wonder..

[Dave W.]

That last sentence was one of a person who is out clearing their head and loses track of time. Thank you for the kind words, your opinion is valued.

[emmajoygreen]

Aha! Thank you, perhaps I'm still clearing out my own head - it often needs help!

[Dave W.]

You and me both.