Night of October 3rd

Night of October 3rd

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

It is 9:35 PM on Saturday, October 3rd.

My mom rummaging through papers

Pacing around the house.

The clock on the wall stares at me

I try not to notice.

The geometric patterned cloth hanging around the white stove handle

My mom's cell phone charging on the counter.

A bowl of butter cookies sits by the coffee pot.

I am at the table, writing

Putting pieces of popcorn into my mouth as I think and scribble.

This is that life that I live.

The one with tiled floors, wooden cabinets and cold toilet seats.

Air blowing through closed windows.

Making me shiver under my sweatshirt.

Wish there was someone to talk to

Some who would listen

But there is only this notebook

The notebook of my thoughts.

© 2009 I Am Svetlana


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I liked this alot!! It shows alot about u and who u r!! I haven't come across many witers that do that!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


The notebook of my thoughts. What a great line. You gave a vivid picture of where you live. Great poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Nicely done.
A great view at average life.
I like it a lot! :)

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Posted 15 Years Ago



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"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..

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