Crooked Lights

Crooked Lights

fleeting, fickle

blinking time 

brinks the distance and eclipse

of light

light from the ceiling of

open cord connections 

jump  ..................................  jump

to grasp fireflies flung about by electricians and

marching transcendentalists

we all jump

light bends from crooked lamps     

movies swagger across center stage 

books and poems written .................................

an emphasis for glowering blazing gazes 

in the gloaming       (sigh)

equally entranced 

eager for surprise and delight

what bloody flow lends such power 

to emotions         -          off put         -         in banality 

I feel flatted      -        i am flatted

               yet

still    I     can    not    walk                                                 away

it's the lights, you see. 

crooked as they may be

we light our ways upon them

how lighted can they be

written in darkness?

10/16/2022

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[William Michael Reeves]

Your mind is a prism! ( Prison prism perhaps) bending words into sensical nons. Then in the end it does make sense. Like a fractal. The balance of disjointed phrases becomes clear illuminated by the whole of this poem. I love it! How lighted can they be written in darkness you ask? Perhaps the truth is clearly seen in the dark. Like the blind seeing with their hands unencumbered by the distractions of vision. What we feel is less fickle or fleeting than what we see. Happily flatted I am. And what an amazing wire sculpture!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes .. love that sculpture too! thank you for your perceptive, insightful look at my imprisoned noodle .. yes! the darkness when light appears as a tiny speck is made more clear because of the darkness .. and vice versa ;) it's what we choose to follow that perhaps is what is important in the end .. you see my ways and means sir ... no one, including myself, has put it more succinctly .. it's just what i do .. hoping the the sense of it does bleed through .. love this review .. much appreciate the time and your candid thoughts shared .. Happy Thanksgiving .. if you are not celebrating .. i give thanks for you and once again for your review
E.

[Tom]

yes indeed, light transcends,

' jump .................................. jump
to grasp fireflies flung about by electricians and
marching transcendentalists

we all jump, but who aims for the light, and who falls into darkness, evermore?

[Einstein Noodle]

that's the big one isn't it Tom?! who will grasp it and who will fall ... very grateful for your thoughts on this one sir .. thank you so much!
E.

[softlyfall]

Any poem that is built upon Einstein's theory of relativity is a good one, in my book. I mean, assuming you mean gravitational lensing. Gravitational lensing on a quantum scale, within a room, not the universe. That's almost wicked to think about.
Even without light, if we speak words of poetry, the waves of sound are subject to many influences. I guess we just write them and let them float off and see what happens?
I love this poem.

[Einstein Noodle]

wow! you took this to places i would not have imagined ..yes ..love that Einstein as well .. he was such a gas :))))))))))))
E.

[Ladysue]

I love this Creedance song. Its in my playlist. Light bends and creates a spectrum of colors. We are all different and find comfort in different things.
To me light burns when we can’t see each other’s landscape. We all travel at different rates and in different ways. Sometimes light shines it’s brightest coming from darkness.. We see that every morning. Think Lydia said it well. You write superbly. I did enjoy pondering your write.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for taking time Ladysue! yes .. light .. distance .. sound .. they all play a part in so much of our lives .. i think i take it for granted much of the time ... i am out with my ol' dog Beauregard many times just before dawn .. the darkest hour eh!? and i couldn't agree more that it accents the light of the sun rise miraculously .. love and joy sister .. thanks again for stopping by
E.

[Einstein Noodle]

ps. yes! Creedance has many good ones .. i am also a fan .. saw and heard them play a long time ago at the Newport Pop Festival .. jogs me noodle a bit

[Ladysue]

Isn’t it a peaceful walking Beauregard right before dawn, then miraculous and glorious as the sun radiates. Love early morning hour. Yes Creedance has some good songs and As Long as You Can See the Light is a favorite. Always a pleasure to read your words. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

back at ya Ms Lady! :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Light bends and we all see things a bit differently depending on where we are in its reflection. The gloaming....a time of expectation. A time the stars come out to dance providing more light. We have to adjust to all the light....adjust to what life throws at us. Not always a straight arrow for sure. E, your poetry has always made me think and this one is no exception. Very well written. Lydi****

[Einstein Noodle]

you bless and inspire me with your thoughts Lydi .. yes! .. the gloaming .. a time of expectations and the stars do come out don't they .. love love love this review of yours .. thanks so much .. always for your input dahlink! ;)
E.