Neighborhood Watch

I am curious to know if the video makes a difference in the impressions you get from the poem.

Neighborhood Watch

Scorching empty ocean floors

Like crumbling bones

A lifetime waiting as

Vapors inside the dropper

Black rubber bulb

Never touched and

One drop collects .....

I squeeze          it          out

Sands the arid sponge 

takes it

dissipates

dehydrates ... 

A large heart aches and

The hood .............. 

watches in

wonder.

12/06/2017

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Pete]

very strong imagery and power in your well chosen words knitted with a fine touch. you've combined words that one would never expect to go together into something meaningful as it labors to drive home your theme. something has gone amiss as we finally arrive at a stark revelation. i think we've all been there feeling like the proverbial deer in the headlights. we're all in this together? what affects one, affects all perhaps?

"There is no remedy for love but to love more." - Thoreau

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for reading and reviewing Pete ... i much appreciate your time taken ... another powerful Thoreau quote to lace my morning .. already blessed ;)
E.

[BBP]

Taking acid..........


Thats my interpretation.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha yeah...could be no doubt .. thanks so much for taking time and reviewing BB ... peace, love and flower power ;)
E.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Well, I don't think the video is the one you originally put up , it's Foo Fighters- The Sky is a Neighborhood. And the poem? I am afraid it is a bit obscure for me to understand. I am not sure what the references are. Except that I do see the despair of the aching heart. And the neighbourhood watches on helplessly?

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Auntie..for your honest impressions ..it is a little nebulous .. you are right... the video was a bit of a search and did try everal others a little lighter in mood but liked the Fighters' song the best .. sure appreciate you stopping by Auntie
E.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Oh, so it was the right video, with the music upstairs and the little girls floating about. Einstein, I think I have missed the significance of all this. If you have the time and inclination, I would love you to explain the poem to me. Have a HAPPY CHRISTMAS

[Einstein Noodle]

i will try Auntie .. and message you

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away.................

I'll take another bite, sip another sip...
soon the water will be poison, and the sun
our lifelong friend, shall dehydrate us to gone..
refusing to consider lives .. wearing mask and rose colored glasses..we march on to our dooms....
forgetting we are all in this together..............

Oh, I usually don't play the videos on poems...

Of course this is my take on your timely poem..
May be way off course............

Interesting/Timely/Thought Provoking

Jazzy.

[Einstein Noodle]

Jazzy! thaks for your poetic response ..spot on for sure ..and I am tickled you went ahead and watched the video (tho out of character for you) as I hoped it worked as an added integral part of the poem...great getting to know you more my friend! see you around :)
E.

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome E.... ..:).................Jazzy

[emmajoy]

Adults have become naughty children.. when they've finished with their toys, they throw them against a wall or take them to pieces... and that's what's happened to Human Beings versus our planet.

Human UNkind has been destroying a garden they thought would never die or, perhaps because of petty mindedmess, thought was made from cutprice plastic. Your words reinforce those of us who holds their world on par with just a few of those who work to keep its magic, its wonder.

Meantime, we're being smothered by our own disregard for everything near by and around us. We're losing our right and our place in Space Society.

More than a fine write, more than a heart that weeps..

[Einstein Noodle]

wow emma...thank you so much for your passionate response to this poem...one could not ask for more...its so gratifying for me ... love your thoughts and in fact you stoked the fires in me ... tho it seems any efforts to change things are puny...we can never give up trying and hoping for a better world ..we are here such a short time ...precious time eh!? love and joy dear frined
E.

[emmajoy]

Precious time indeed. Hurts me when people say 'It doesn't matter, won't be here anyway... ' Wonder if they'd allow their homes whether tent, bungalow, mansion whereever to gradually come apart at the seems, begin the rot, stink... is happening on a far greater scale with our small part of of the solar system. Shall i stop.. could go on.. . and on.. and on ... Precious time, yes, yes YES! Slding off soapbox... :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ..........................

[emmajoy]

Been worried for you, hope well.. .. Catch you soon, soup's on the simmer.. Stay well as.. please.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you emma! all's well here ... gonna go grab some granola me self presently ..bon appetite!

[andrew mitchell]

A top write Einstein. We tend to look away at these atrocities with nature’s destruction or like a helpless neighbour we just watch in our apathy.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you andrew...how true .. i read an article a long time ago that stuck with me about large cities and why visitors found the people so cold and detached ..it stated that so many people crowded together overwhelms ..and smiling or nodding or eye contact with everyone one passes simply too draining .. sigh .. thank you for reviewing sir ..always a treat
E.

[Ken Simm.]

This is stark and all the more wonderful for that. It is as some say despairing. Perhaps that despair changes something. This poem seems to me to say, I think not.
Excellent and thoughful, intelligent and meaningful.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Ken for your kind words and encouragement .. i had a lot of thoughts swirling ;) thank goodness for poetry eh!? can't imagine them staying there swirling and swirling ... maybe thats where mental deteriorations come from ;)))) always appreciate the visits sir!
E.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

The hood, the woods, the earth, the hunted- like deer in the headlights. Earth is raped and Mean streets make a Savage Garden. Stark, graphic poem that brilliantly illustrates despair and apathy incarnate. “Dissipate, dehydrate”- yes, death happens, but nobody and nothing changes on the block. Superb write E.

[Einstein Noodle]

oh...i am so gratified by your review Annette .. so spot on to what i was trying to portray ..thank you so much for taking time..you have made my day :))))
E.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Yay E.,now you just made mine!:)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................ is that you in the new avatar? looks like you are driving off towards new and exciting places :)))

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are right E, tis I When I finally arrived in Florida from such a long drive! Forgive my green incognito-sunglasses-but when in Rome....ha!:)

[Einstein Noodle]

i kinda like 'em :)

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Thanks!:):)

[Fran Marie]

Such desperation and a feeling of despair runs through this piece..the hood seems to be stuck in a rut same old same old..day in.. day out....the vapors in stillness caught.. waiting for something .. anything .. better to come their way.. to break the meager and mundane.exiistance..wondering will it happen...great pen E..

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks so much for visiting Fran ... love your thoughts on this ... seems we just can't learn the lessons of peace ...nor have anything adequate to change things ... so spot on observations says i! thank you again
E.
ps. and Merry Christmas :)

[Fran Marie]

+ Merry Christmas +

[Paul Bell]

This could be someone who actually lived in the neighbourhood all their lives. Just watching life go by. Also got the sands of time running through it.

[Einstein Noodle]

sure could be ..thanks so much Paul! thank you for taking time and pondering with me a little
E.

[Karen Redburn]

I read poem, checked out the picture, and watched the vid.

What I am coming up with, and I could be wrong here, is we are part of a universal family, and at the moment we are doing a very poor job in regards to managing natural resources and ourselves.

The scorched sands has an apocalyptic feel, while waiting like vapours in a dropper suggests missed opportunities. The watching and wondering seems to fit in well with this idea, as it is an excuse for doing nothing?

Great poem, big meaning!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes to all that Karen..thank you for such a thorough and sensitive reading ..did the vid make any difference in where you went with this poem?
E.