Meeting Empty

Meeting Empty

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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nothingness

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Meeting Empty

After a slow long blizzard of thought
I arrested myself to the charms of an empty head
Oh Reverberations!
Oh silence in my empty tube!
I kinda like myself best when nothing 
shakes hands with emptiness's paw!

© 2019 Alfred Kukitz


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'Meeting Empty'
Alfred Kukitz,
I get this one. It is in the times when life has given me challenge. My brain just is in need of a break from analyzing and trying to make sense of life issues. I draw a blank. It's then that I seek a quiet spot, a lovely coffee of mocha and a book. Being good to oneself is my go too. It probably wouldn't hurt if a did it more often. Your use of 'blizzard of thought, Oh reverberations! and other vibration electronic theme really works here. I also couldn't help wonder what if anything inspired it. So fun!
Kathy


Posted 4 Years Ago


Thanks Jacob!

Delightful analysis! Be happy my friend!

regards,
al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Dear Marge!

Hi Sweetie! My emptiness seems to be following my tail. Nothing written in several days yet I never worry patience comes with the comfort of waiting.

regards,
al

Posted 5 Years Ago


Your lively uninhibited poem embracing so-called "writers block" . . . reminds me of how I used to have trouble turning off my thoughts to meditate, but nowadays, my mind spontaneously blanks out all the time! Instead of trying to meditate when I have things to think about, I just seize those times of nothingness & afterward I pronounce that I've just been meditating! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


now sit, muse...stay....oh well...

this is a really good metaphor, my friend.
a smile....but also a touch of seriousness...
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on September 8, 2019
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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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