Quiescence

Quiescence 

Two more days and I’m born again. 

Today? 

I’m foreign, 

living amongst strangers in another dimension. 

What happens tomorrow when today is done? 

In three days, 

when I'm the same person in new skin, 

what will happen then? 

The landscape looms lumpy, torpid, and black. 

Pocked holes and scraggly tan grasses littered amongst mossy neighbors and high hills in the distant hood. 

Dead, smeared frozen water slumps across the inert... 

Eroded... 

piles beneath not seen unless up-close. 

 

But the up-close is magnificent. 

Magnanimous,  

almost other-worldly in the angled light. 

To whom do I owe? 

 
The ride goes on. 

Never-ending to a vanishing point, 

to this evaporating point, 

where sea sails the ship in search of her captain.  

Does help ever come this way in the vastness? 

Or are we all left to our own? 

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

'The landscape looms lumpy, torpid, and black.
Pocked holes and scraggly tan grasses littered amongst mossy neighbors and high hills in the distant hood.
Dead, smeared frozen water slumps across the inert...
Eroded...
piles beneath not seen unless up-close. '

A strongly defined lure into your emotions, how lost and alone you felt... but..
As you continue, seems you find a space into which you can wriggle yourself comfortable. There is a touch of hope growing, of needing to fit in but with your Self contented and- who knows, ready to adapt even if within your own confines.

Why, I can't explain but I felt when reading your poem, that your words were like the moment an athlete stands preparing to speed into a high jump; rocks back and forth, urges those around her.. .leans back then.. goes for it. Succeeds! Hands to face, smile gleaming behind them. Your post has so much running through it, it shows imagination in charge, however it reads to someone else. This poem is very much yours and yours alone. Kudos, Seriana.

[Seriana]

Ms. emmajoygreen (I love that name).Your reviews are always like a dissection of a delicate flower petal. I never know what You will discover.

This review made me smile from ear to ear. Grinning, actually. I had forgotten the stanza you singled out and when I read again, I was right back in the place whew it was. Thank you for putting such thought into this and recognizing the affect of change a piece of poetry might have.

Much love,
A

[Pete]

"quiescence" - such a great word that i've always liked. well they say that hope springs eternal. they also say to live for today because we are not guaranteed tomorrow. it is also said, "laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone. yes, "the ride goes on" and is up to us to find and make our way. nice contemplative write well done ... :)

[Seriana]

Thank you for stopping by, Pete. So glad you enjoyed the "word" of this piece!

[Ken Simm.]

A remarkable journey. Crystal in its awful beauty. Wonderful in its dystopian rage and altogether superbly written and expressed. And all through a tinge of hope and coming hopeful peace.

[Seriana]

Thanks Ken! So happy you enjoyed!

[Chris Shaw]

I see you on a new adventure. Exploring the unknown. The territory may seem strange and unfamiliar yet I feel a desire to fit in. New can be beautiful, we have no alternative other than to move on. Your words here ask a question. I do not have the answer, but I hope you find one. So pleased you are posting again.

Chris

[Matthew Kult]

Creatively imagined. Quietly drifting while staring out the window.

Great read. Awesome write.

With love,

Matthew

[Seriana]

Thank you, dear Matthew. Glad you enjoyed!

[willweb]

Seems I'm the first one here and that is fine with me. This one took me on a journey of thoughts, of wondering and maybe even a bit of hope. It leans toward lonely but it's not because we are a part of everything that we come in contact with. Whether we are instantly accepted or just seen as a visitor. Like a new song from a favorite band, at first not too sure if you like it and then after hearing it a few times, you know all of the lyrics and are singing along. Not sure if I came close to your meaning, but regardless, I enjoyed this. It is always nice to see you post something new.

[Seriana]

Yay! So glad you are the first. I thoroughly enjoy your reviews! Yes, you captured the hope part right. It is there, beneath so many deep things. It is always there. I wrote this on a trip. I went alone but was with others. At times, I felt so lonely, but I wasn't. The others were there, the surroundings were there and the sheer magnificence around me was breathtaking. How could I be without hope, then? Thanks for your review and I am so glad you liked this piece.