A PLACE OF SILENCE

What's on my mind?
As from a dream, thoughts emerge
Into the clear air of reality
Then sink into oblivion
Why am I thinking like this
Who am I?
Why am I here?

About what is in my head
About nothing
About the theory of nothing
About the theory of everything
About nothing
About everything
About silence
About words
About the world
About silence
About noise
About beginnings
About endings
About.........

I came to this place
In the dark of night
A place called melbourne
I think why?
Why to this place
A place of silence
A place of clamour
Then I see my son
I sleep
I dream
Of home!

Reviews

[Lorry]

The silence in my head think space is strange and worrying too Alan, so thank Buddha for the entertainment channel of dream TV.
I'm not quite sure what the lesson to learn was on last night's episode though, where my timid and sweet p5 teacher went rogue and ninja'd me out of a first floor window. Perhaps when the playground turned into a very deep swimming pool can be due to recent weather, as I landed with a splosh instead of a thump, thinking "yay, they built us a swimming pool" before realising I couldn't swim.
I even got refused hospital entry because Sheila's hen night was that night and everyone was going. I didn't even get an invite.
But nothing seems to weigh on my mind more these days, more than everything for sure.
Where once I strive, now mediocrity is an achievement, especially when trying to get the wrappers opened on a pack of bics. Do they glue them on?
Oh, and thanks for the somethings I got to think about on this piece. I wish I'd recorded them to view later 😊

[alanwgraham]

As usual your reply becomes the ***** star write. Thanks for reading and check the pools before you leap!
Cheers, alan

[Lorry]

You're weclome Alan, or we come if you're reading this in foreignese 😊

[emmajoygreen]

Oh! What a superb and beautiful finish to your poem! Surely it shows what the word 'priority' means. The living breathing little 'un overshadows the meaning of science and all other subjects in beauty, purity, wonder, fascination et al. Tear or few for your thoughts and emotions.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'A PLACE OF SILENCE'
Alanwgraham,
When we find no answers it is somehow a way of trying to find control by delving into what ifs. I've done my share! Your poem reminded of this state where a feeling of unease and wanting to find peace was or is the goal. Finally realizing I am not God, not in control, don't know everything, can't even judge a situation or myself. Hope I was not way wrong in what you were wanting to portray. Great poem.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Rick Puetter]

This is a nice existential piece. Full of thought and life experience. Nicely executed. High marks.

And I see you taught physics. At what level and where? I think this probably had a big influence on your world view.

Best regards,

Rick

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the flow of thoughts. Your statement leading the reader to more questions. I agree. We need silence and I liked the ending Alan. I watch two grandchildren daily. Rarely a quiet house and when they find sleep. They are angels. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[alanwgraham]

Thanks for reading and your kind review Coyote. To be honest this poem just wrote itself.
Take care..
Alan

[Coyote Poetry]

You did well Alan and you are welcome.

[Betty Hermelee]

I think as we age, we all worry about how are brains are working. We think a lot and we dream a lot and the sometimes get intertwined....sometimes we;re really sharp and other times in our own world, as we drift off in an afternoon nap and there is no more reality....just swirling thoughts.....I believe the last few stanzas are a dream...wishing you might have seen your son in Melbourne....
Love this poem Alan....
Best, B

[alanwgraham]

That's very kind of you Betty. I wrote it in a dream like state. The background was that our daughter in law took our two wee sons back home to Melbourne while our son stayed home in Scotland
Regards,
Alan

[Betty Hermelee]

You mean grandsons??? that's a long way indeed..
You're very welcome!
Best, B

[alanwgraham]

Yes, of course, grandsons.

[W. Barrett Munn]

I certainly like how your mind works in developing the poem. I am curious at to what sources you have used as mentor/instructor of prosody? Not that I think one is needed, but I am always trying to improve myself and find other ways of doing and being. Thanks.

Winston

[alanwgraham]

I'll be completely honest with you. I am bipolar and when I'm in a high mood these poems just pop out of my head. I sill can't belive it myself!
All the best,
Alan

[alanwgraham]

When I'm in a bipolar high these poems pop out of my head fully formed. It's hard to believe!
Cheers Alan

[W. Barrett Munn]

My wife is bipolar so I am quite familiar. I am a plodder compared to the quickness of your mind.read moreMy wife is bipolar so I am quite familiar. I am a plodder compared to the quickness of your mind.

Winston

[Robert Haigh]

Our lives are often full of questions... some of which remain unanswered. As the philosopher René Descartes said: "I think, therefore I am." I began researching my family tree some years ago, and I have found that each new discovery brings with it more questions! That's life, I guess! Certainly an interesting write, and one that I can relate to!

[alanwgraham]

Thanks Robert and glad you got something out of it.
Cheers Alan