decipher

the last scraps of day
slip beneath the horizon
this used to mean it was time

 

time to take advantage of endless options
while the neon signs blinked out
morse code missives
to every passerby
and i searched the skies for my lucky star
hoping she would silently help me
decipher the message
that would make all my wishes come true
                no cover no minimum

the background music was provided
by the rolling stones
and my knees still were happy to dance
consequences did not deter me

but tonight as the sunset melody begins to play
i wonder if time was ever on my side at all
and while i’m sure it holds the secret to life
that lucky star and i never quite deciphered the message

Reviews

[Bacchus]

I think you really captured something of the human condition here.
A message.
Meant for us.
A miracle, that blinks in morse code-

While driving through lights- we say-if it turns green or red- that will be my answer.
Why do we do this.. I don't know.
But it is all of us.

This sign blinking in your poem is much darker and harder-
but you've touched something so true-

I like how it switches from a man mad light to a divine one.
So much here- thank you for sharing.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Bacchus. I appreciate your in depth review. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

A reflection of the past, and a wondering of the present. Really, one of the best pieces I have read of yours, and they are all beautiful, in their own way.

[Lydia Shutter]

You are so kind, KL. Thank you very much. LYdi**

[highonwords]

there is an enigmatic undertone to this poem - of moments passing and making the most of it, making the most of what life hands out to us - seeking for an insight, perhaps for an ancient wisdom on daily life - of our powerlessness over time, except over the present , but it slips so suddenly beyond our grasp

my best to you,
steph

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Steph. Lydi**

[Nisreen]

Lydi i love reading you
i feel a great amount of hope in your words
the messages sent out for us to break down
One never loses their yearning for life for that dance

Maybe the idea is to never lose that kick or jolt of life in one's body

[Lydia Shutter]

To be young at heart means so much and I do try to do that. Thanks, River. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi, neon sunsets paint secret sighs as the music of
the rolling stones capture your mood. You and your
lucky star endeavor to decipher the missive in the ageless
sky... truly an Agatha Christie mystery. Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Pat. Lydi**

[Érenn]

I am wondering if I ended up deciphering the message in the poem..... The imagery is amazing vivid the ambience created by your words quite a treat. But now if I had to decipher the code hidden in these lines, I would say, everything soon shall come to an end. As time never stops and time is no longer by the narrator's side. Love the way you have used the sunset melody to give the idea of how the narrator's prime's passed and now in the twilight zone, yet is young at heart and wants to enjoy life to the fullest even now. ^^ I liked it much ^^ Thank you for sharing ^^

[Lydia Shutter]

You have deciphered my meaning very well, Errenn. I thank you for your review. Lydi**

[highonwords]

i think with some work, this poem will come to a better shape - wonderful ambience this poem creates

steph

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for your opinion. Lydia

[highonwords]

you're welcome, ma'am

[Beccy]

I decided to send this by email to my dad. He says to tell you that if your knees ares still happy to dance, then so are his.

He's a terrible flirt even at 70. :))

Beccy.

[Lydia Shutter]

Smiling here....tell him I still dance, but I pay for it the next day.....and if he is still flirting, it shows he is still alive! :) thanks for the review and for sending it on to your dad. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is my favorite from you...i feel the atmosphere of the club...

and when time doesn't seem to be on our side any longer...we often develop a "heart of stone"---
and say i have kicked up feet for "the last time."


marvelous imagery and mood created here. the sunset is coming...it's inevitable...but we are still young at heart...and that is important to hold on to.

[Lydia Shutter]

Smiling at your musical titles in the review. Yes, we are young at heart...and so it shall ever be if we have anything to say about it! Thanks for the review, Jacob. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

oh those lucky stars eh! i felt quite wistful in the reading Lydia! younger days set such a frantic pace ..lucky to survive eh!? maybe we did get the message after all ;)
e.

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, there are days I long for the good old bad old days, no doubt about it. Still, life is always new and different and we must learn to roll with the punches. Thanks for the review, Einstein! Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

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