ellipsis

Waking up, no direction, the aftermath of some catastrophic night, remnants of writing littered everywhere. Life beginning in ellipses and ending in ellipses

..........the smell of tobacco and hot sunshine,

            wet leaves,

            the ash of a spent campfire,

            fresh notebook paper.

                        the sun breaking across my forehead.

            rIse again, collect my s..c.a.t.t.e..r, 

   My litter of broken pens, torn-out pages, my backpack,

            a few fallen cigarettes,

                  a mirror I used for shaving,

   My journals, flapped open like broken {angels}

                          in dirt.

A scrap of a second to wipe the grimy sweat

    from        my        ( eyebrows )

And gather up my mess for transportation

      To another place and time

      Where I can lay myself W I DE    ]open[   and 

       .........S C A T T E R E D...........................

Author's Note

something I wrote when I was youngyoungyoungyoung

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the old poem. The young mind can wander to many places. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[spiritwind]

youngyoungyoungyoung had a knack even then----"My journals, flapped open like broken {angels}

in dirt."
That is caught up in my mind forever now--so visual, so emotive.

Then there's the closing that shows us the artist coming:
"
A scrap of a second to wipe the grimy sweat

from my ( eyebrows )

And gather up my mess for transportation

To another place and time

Where I can lay myself W I DE ]open[ and

.........S C A T T E R E D...........................

[KAOlmsted]

...Admittedly, I clicked on this because I am a huge fan of ellipses *laugh* But, in true JWD fashion, you brought something unique and intense to the table...

Some of my best (and worst) writing is from when I was an angst-ridden teenager, it is what made me the writer I am today...our minds and bodies mature, but the core remains the same. A writer writes. With chisels in slabs of marble or on the backs of old cash register receipts. A writer writes. And we all seem to have a backpack, or an old dresser drawer, or a box in the closet crammed full of spent notebook paper...

Well done.
-kimmer

[Baby Ricochet]

Love the last two lines. Great Job.

[Anissa Amer]

I enjoy this so much. =3 I like to go back and read the stuff I wrote when I was younger. This was pretty cool, though. You seem like you woulda been the coolest kid to hang out eith =D

[Lushan]

it has all the hallmarks of the -eager-to-be-great youth. i love it for that. :)

[FJ Davis]

Unique and decidedly creative.
Excellent work, James!

[CLUTZ]

Okay, so first I'm going to say that the way you typed this out is a bit distracting, not bad, just distracting. I had a hard time focusing on the actual writing. I'm like a five year old, I started reading and then I was like "oooh pretty font."
But other then that I really liked this. My favorite line was, " My journals, flapped open like broken {angels} in dirt." I can't begin to tell you why. But, except for a few squirrel moments, I enjoyed reading this.

[eglantine]

"My journals, flapped open like broken {angels}

in dirt."

wow, that is brilliant. Very unique writing style and voice... reminds me of oh shoot... waht was her name.... hmmmmmmmmmmm. dangit. I read her for a class I took. Anyway, she also explored punctuation and spacing quite like you do. I enjoy the opposite use of the brackets but not so fond of the spacing between "from my ( eyebrows )" I get it, but just seems a bit much. thanks for sharing.

[eglantine]

... this is going to drive me crazy for the rest of today until I go home to my bookshelf to find it lol google isn't helping me

[James William Dyer]

e. e. cummings experimented in a similar fashion but went way overboard with it sometimes to the point of being illegible

[eglantine]

omg haha ok, it's Birdlovers, Background (name of book)

[Aaron]

Fascinating formatting on this one.
You have a very unique style.

I like it.
Thanks for sharing.