Hour 1, "Another Today..."

2023 Poetry Marathon, Hour 1

Hour 1

9/2/2023

 

“Another Today…”

 

No alarm called -

Just eyes now aware

wandering, wandering yet another

mornings path…

 

"T'is a chill morning - "

freshly-stale coffee in hand,

in mind…

"- to start this …day -"

echoes float …somewhere within,

somewhen within,

"a morn of remembrance,

yet again…"

 

…And a view of coffee's heat expanding away as

grey-blue sky, early morn ground mysts - intertwine

and all meander toward transparency then beyond

to a never-filling emptiness

that patiently awaits our arrival.

 

Leaning…

Leaning…

arms finding rails -

body on auto-pilot arriving

where feet have worn the place of pause.

Ghostlets of cars wandering concrete-ribbons…

barely aware

though still within notice.

 

The mind …touches… the echoes

of remembered moments.

Eyes glaze over with years long gaze

into other whens…

 

Sounds become …yesternows…

and time …time…

enwraps my senses anew.

 

I no longer wish…

life just IS -

beginning moments

again

….of you.

 

Chris

(C) Chris Twyford 9/2/2023

Reviews

[Lorry]

Quite an impressive challenge to take on Chris and if this is the beginning of it, then I'm looking forward to the rest, once the coffee has kicked in and your senses truly waken.
I like the way you describe waking, or rather, being aware you are aware and memories of yesternow and time enwrapping your senses anew. It makes me wish I was a robot and become instantly online, but then I'd probably miss the pauses between memory and reality.

[Chris]

Each of us has at times been "Challenged" to create a work to a specific format/form. It IS stressful as well as time consuming. The challenge here was to let your mind run rampant and to just see where life took you.