Blink and Wake Up

Trying to start a fire as an escape from being lost for too long. The inevitable madness we all endure when attempting to set things to a simmer in battle for reality.

Thinking I was dead 

Didn't think I get this far into no man's land

You shooting thousands of arrows into the bear night, 

completely naked to the effects of dying so well in a world breaking faith till religion crawls on all fours.. Was I ready for mercy or just a glimpse of a fading light? 

My last breath was only dreams exhaled out, 

My last sound was echo of blades & swords slamming against each other in rugged-torn armor. 

Injured wild- eyes never lost sight.

My heart  was like a piece of paper dancing in the wind getting caught up in something new. 

Finally, my last drop of blood extinguished in flames 

but wasn't prepared for such perils casting shadows one by one.

Impetuous Time,

 Somehow or somewhere 

battles will rise and fall. 

Thousands of nights and faded letters seemed to be my last thought 

My soft- spoken life was nothing but a dream dancing alone while losing sight of yours. 

Blink and wake up, 

                                  Blink and wake up.

 No matter how many times 

I die the same but in different ways. 

Author's Note

While writing this been thinking about the ancient times how vague life was yet so vast in land sometimes decorated in blood from battles. I express in a way of putting myself in their shoes. But also designed this to go a different way such as love in a cage when all you wanted to do is set it free sometimes time doesn't allow you to only to blink and wake up in a different place.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

lots in this one sir! love the title and its repetition in the poem .. works in a powerful way .. its like a battle cry ... for me there is plenty of creative tension built .. dying, shooting arrows, swords slamming, no man's land to name a few .. all in the first V. V2 is like a brief interlude .. a pause for breath ... love it! and for me it is the turn as your voice becomes more personal and revealing .. My soft spoken life ... super resolution to the preceding tension says i! ... after all that .. your protagonist is a gentle folk! .. closing seems another turn to more philosophical .. a rebirth .. lessons learned .. a new start .. i especially like the V1 L9 .. the simile of paper in the wind ... fine stuff says i .. didn't miss the bit of word play with bear, not bare ... after reading your note the caveman comes out in it. great read .. enjoyed it all.
E.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I'm deeply moved from your considerate review and I appreciate your engagement as you gifted my piece a whole new light and when I'm writing I let my thoughts run free in the imaginative open fields provoking those emotions to reveal " Why and what" provoked you in the first place prior to taking steps into the unknowns. I'm glad you've enjoyed my friend sincerely your fellow writer in writing and life. :) "Bear night" high-lightening the vigor and strength yet monstrous night both latent and gentle underneath defenses.

[emmajoy]

' My heart was like a piece of paper dancing in the wind getting caught up in something new. '

There is so much drama in this poem, the arena is brim full with discord and methinks, desperation.
That seems to be how it is when conflicts erupt and whatever one does is not necessarily wrong but rarely right. We are who we are, different people experiencing either or both emotions or an overspill of logic.. not always best bedfellows. Perhaps give and take mean little, perhaps neither mean what they should. A white flag perhaps flies half mast for full marks for trying.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Its been awhile since I've checked my messages on here but your review is beautifully crafted with deep insights bringing out the subliminal messages in this piece of mine. The animal in us but more restrained in the fact of overthinking which we've never escape our illusions or escaping reality with comforting lies but all lies with that silence of all those processes which one refrains when simplicity is the golden egg. I've put a lot of thought in this piece...up late thinking about the ancient times which I have immense love for yet a certain longing deep in the past. The main theme is the contemplation one undergoes in the midst of self-discovery when seeing thousands of lives being taken in a split-second. The battle of reality vs. battle within ourselves. I appreciate the lovely insight and much appreciation for reading and taking the time to leave a thoughtful review. Sincerely your fellow poet in writing and life. :)

[emmajoy]

May I add that sometimes one can dig too deep in soil and mess with its structure.. and, same can be done with trying to find self in the general theme of 'things! But, perhaps that belongs to another poem?!

[Poetic Beauty]

Definitely a different time but we still do these things we only we have different more accurate weapons that can cause mass destruction

[light and ashes]

This is really great. The last line is the most perfect ending this could have had.

100

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I went off in the deep end with this one haha but once your in there you'd get something out of it...smooth seas doesn't make a skilled sailor ... Thanks again for your beautiful words :)

[light and ashes]

This is just my humble review. You're right. They don't. We must learn to navigate even the rough waves, if we want to achieve any kind of happiness in life. You're welcome, friend. :)

[Chris Shaw]

When I read these lines I focused on relationships and how fleeting we are as we pass through. Our years here are few in the overall picture and yet we don't always make harmonious unions do we? As we age I think we are able to look back and reflect as the sands in the timer are shifting ever faster. Wisdom comes with the years. I wish I hadn't spent so much time trying to fix relationships which were broken. When I think of the efforts I made particularly in work place settings, I have come to realise that you can't please everyone and maybe it's just not worth making the effort in some cases. Some people thrive on conflict. Life is too short, let them go. That's where your fine lines took me Andrew. All good wishes

Chris

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Your review is beautiful and full of wise words took truths out of this piece and showed what I was missing when reading through a different heart at times haha but Life inspires me that's all it can do from a writers life. Thanks for stopping by I'm always pleased to read your reviews. Sincerely your friend in writing and life :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

I really enjoyed this poem. It makes me think as we age how we come colser to facing our mortality. as kids we feel invincable but reality sets in with each passing year.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

absolutely had battles in my mind while writing this out late night haha but brings me handfuls of love hearing this..thanks for stopping by :)