Reckless

walking one night in a city... this just came to me, it's only vaguely personal.

Walking canyons in the darkness

cones of light knock down shadows

others cower under steel and glass

watching for me to be reckless.

I was missing soft forest sounds

the tinkling brook, wind and tree

I felt I was always caught ;

stark helpless on asphalt.

Everyone's a stranger with no face

no smiles, no voice I recognize.

I want to be part of this city's life

but it refuses to be part of me.

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

City life can be that "stranger with no face" feeling - especially to "outsiders". Love the imagery of the light waiting for you to be "reckless". "City mouse/country mouse" - whichever you are, that will always be home to you... Great write.

[Mark]

home is a concept I have struggled with longer than I realized. I used to be able to tell people where I"m from. The last couple years, it has been turning into a five minute discertation! Thanks for reading. :)

[s y e]

Loved the wording and the structure of this write, Mark. You're amazing at writing and it's great that I get to read some amazing writes from such talented writers such as yourself. Thanks for the read.

~ Noodle.

[Mark]

Thank you Sye! (hope I spelled your name right). I think that you are an amazing writer as well.

[s y e]

You did! :D And, thank you. :)

[Mark]

You closed your profile? :(

[s y e]

Just for a while. I'm angry with myself at something, I'll be back soon!

[Mark]

OKay, I look forward to reading you again.

[s y e]

Ha, I'm back but you gotta thank Frieda! XD

[Mark]

Thank you Frieda ;0

[s y e]

Haha!!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A poised and very reaable piece that shines of you!

[Mark]

Thanks so much Thomas!

[Mockingbird]

conveys alienation and the longing for the familiar. nice piece.

[Mark]

Life has become like that hasn't it? Most people are surrounded by strangers every day, longing for the familiar. thanks for reading.

[eglantine]

Only suggestion I have is to use the word, "reckless" only once, instead of twice, especially since it is also the title. While I do enjoy the country, I am most certainly a city-girl.

[Mark]

Thanks for the advice e. I like repetition. I use it a lot, but perhaps I do over use it! :)

[Mark]

I changed it.

[Jack...]

This piece seems barren to me, not in style, but in meaning. Sometimes we have to wonder who we are and why we are here...wherever here is. Shadows with somewhat familiar faces linger everywhere, but the voices are unrecognizable. Very deep my friend.

[Mark]

Thank you Jack

[AYVID N]

I like the choice of words used to convey the ambiguity of the subject. Especially the concluding lines. But why not try to have the best of both worlds? Great work.

[Mark]

that would be the best :) Thanks divya

[Archangel Gabriel]

Hello Mark, this in a nice poem to read. I feel like you would rather escape the big town and go back to the country but sort of miss the buzz of the city

[Mark]

yes, that's the paradox. I'd love to be able to live in the country, and have a teleporter to visit the city when I wanted a Starbuck's latte or go see a movie! :)

[Archangel Gabriel]

My dream too and I guess millions of others lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This feels sadly profound. The protagonist has mixed feelings of wanting to feel he is a part of the buzz of the city but in reality he is more comfortable in a rural setting. He feels a kind of guilt and loss but acceptance and relief at this paradox.

[Mark]

I've always been more comfortable out in the woods. That's where I grew up and it's something engrained I suppose. Thanks for your insight.