Dead Lines

Dead Lines

 

To remember to say

the things we wish we, would have said

for the moments, decay

in the movements, we tread

and those dead lines convey

will get lost in our heads

in a bitter malaise

of intangible dread

 

I once laid in a state

where undeclared sentiment

echoed like kettledrums

inside of my chest

billowing a ravenous unspecified crave

this my friend, was the rub

for in this state

it was the only thing

reminiscent of living

 

In a curious slant

my motion sways passion again

this voice can enchant

and the deadline’s can’t steal, my pen

and the risk of a glance

in approval, or askance

to touch a heart… perchance

is the greatest gift to grant

 

 

© 2024 Robert Trakofler

Author's Note

Robert · Deadlines

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

Nice to see you old friend and good to read your dead lines. Lke most "poets" we have written more than a few "dead lines", but it is writing like this that proves these are not dead lines.
These breathe with the sighature bunny cadence and rhyme scheme that goes beyond mere words.

Well dome Rob

[Robert Trakofler]

Lol I was beginning to think I was a ghost In here:) thanks for saying hello and giving me such a nice review

[Ted Kniffen]

My pleasure. How have you been?

[Robert Trakofler]

I have slowly been getting my ink back it was a bit dry for a while LOL it was kind of like writing with ball point pen on sandpaper but in time my brain has been slowly reassembling:) If you would have asked me two years ago how long it would take i wouldn't have guessed this long. but my sister in law of whom had a stroke took even longer so I'm grateful

[Neville]

You have such a way with words brother .. I have missed you so .. Here's me hoping your world is now being kind to you Rob .. stay well .. N :)

[Robert Trakofler]

coming from one of the masters of this site... I take that as a very nice compliment:) LOL my world is beating the crap out of me but its nothing i haven't beaten back before old friend I'm a tough old bunny:)

[Neville]

Stay tough, write on and go well my very dear Bunny .. Oh' n be sure I will always endeavour to cover your back .. Neville

[Ken Simm.]

I thought of Yeats when I read this. I also thought of cocaine. Don't ask me why although it certainly has The poets intelligence and wit. Extraordinarily written full cto the brim of layers and meaning.

[Robert Trakofler]

I simply cannot write without my layers:) it is a sickness I think but nothing makes me happier then when someone sees them:)

[Relic]

You haven't lost your touch, Robert. This is an excellent poem and your voice adds to its sentiments. The voice CAN enchant, and yours is so good to hear on this. So clear and effective.

One of your best, my friend. Welcome back. :)

[Robert Trakofler]

Thanks neighbor:) every once in a while I can complete a thought on paper LOL

[Stella Armour]

Hi Bunny, listening to you read your own words gives so much more meaning to the poem, and Soundcloud is a great platform to use, i use it myself .
Instead of saying the important things at the given time , for one reason or another we don't and then later those words come back to haunt us for being unsaid..
"to touch a heart… perchance is the greatest gift to grant"
Love this closing line , itis beautiful... :)

[Robert Trakofler]

thank you Stella:) It may very well be the greatest gift we can give:)

[Stella Armour]

A gift that cannot be bought is priceless ...
" To be so selfless as to touch another's heart ( or soul) with love is beautiful :)

[Betty Hermelee]

It seems in the beginning of this piece, your mood was sort of blah….”an unspecified crave “… like nothing excited your soul…then at once your mood turned to passion and you realized that” to touch a heart is the greatest gift to grant “..,, indeed it is!
Warmly
B.

[Robert Trakofler]

It is such a wonderful feeling when something you say makes someone’s life shine a little more:)

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome Robert!
Warmly
B.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes Robert. Our world around us. Decide what we feel and see.
"In a curious slant
my motion sways passion again
this voice can enchant
and the deadline’s can’t steal, my pen"
I did like the above lines. Today I need to read and to listen to music to enchant my mind. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Robert Trakofler]

Hello Coyote its so good to hear from you:) I was looking up some native American folklore and reading some quotes and old sayings for some research and I was thinking about you the other day:) here is one of my favorites... "Man does not weave this web of life, he is merely a strand of it. whatever he does to the web he does to himself:) (Chief Seattle) just a little bonus enchantment for ya:)

[Coyote Poetry]

Chief Seattle was wise. He saw he could not defeat the white men. Saved many. Hello Robert. I hope you are enjoying the days of Summer.

[Robert Trakofler]

he was a fascinating man i enjoyed reading about him

[Coyote Poetry]

He was my friend.

[Robert Trakofler]

Wow from what I’ve read he was a friend to many

[emmajoygreen]

How true your words, Bunny and yet in the making, you have - if you allow me to say, contradicted your own thoughts! You of all people, know how life leaves scars, how survival can seems unreachable. But heroes forge on and lay their own fears to rest, whilst showing true skill. Don't they?! Just nod your head and say, 'Yes, Em'

Grand to hear your voice, sir.

[Robert Trakofler]

Oh Emmy, just hearing from you gives a tear to my eye:) You and Divvy on the same day:) My Uncle of whom is working on his doctorate in history was just talking about visiting your neck of the woods for some research for his thesis so of course I immediately thought of you:) You do know me it generally only takes a few minutes after I hit the send button for me to question my writings LOL

[emmajoygreen]

Well, sir - our wee island is well worth visiting, especially the south-west! Please, please never fear hitting the send button - don't dare to stop!!!

[AYVID N]

It seems that lines are dead, but here they're so alive, so aware.

undeclared sentiment
echoed like kettledrums
inside of my chest

Loved these lines. There's a life force in us, which makes us weep, smile, break, un-break and go on. Hello, dear Bunny, how have you been? You've been missed and remembered and it would be the best news today, if You've returned to the cafe.

💐🙋‍♀️💕

[Robert Trakofler]

Divvy... my beautiful Divya:) Bounce bounce its so nice to hear from you:) The healing has taken so much longer than I thought it would LOL I poke my head in all of the time but often I don't say much its hard for me to complete a poem LOL I have pages of unfinished thoughts but as you just read I finally finished one LOL:) I still have a little magic left in my inkwell my dear it just takes a little longer to spill it out:) You will be seeing me more frequently now that i have found some more ink

[AYVID N]

Well, reading this poem, I felt I was just reading the old Bunny and everything felt wonderful. Your magic is all very much alive in you. I'm looking forward to reading your next. WELCOME BACK DEAR BUNNY! YAYYYY!
💜