... A Thought.

"Eureka"

This familiar expression lies on foreign tongue,

With my eyes hooked on the ceiling above me

In a never-ending staring contest.

I stare, I think, I breathe

I draw in my breath and hold it

Until I can feel my heart beat

In my ears.

I blink. I lose.

Eureka.

Author's Note

Ignore basic grammatical errors, as there are some rules that, as a writer, I don't care to abide by. I feel restricted when following these rules, and since I have such a hard time getting my thoughts across, I'd rather break a few rules than be grammatically "perfect."

Reviews

[Zoya]

"until I can feel my heartbeat in my ears" - that's a striking line, very vivid, I've felt that a lot of times myself.
I didn't quite understand the context of the word 'eureka', though.
I also loved the line 'talk like a dictionary walk like an empty diary' that you used previously in the note up above. Looking forward to read more of this!

[chrysantheranium]

Thank you for the review, Zoya! I'll keep that in mind for future additions to the book. Eureka was particularly used as a "creative epiphany" in this poem - it was like awakening from a long sleep of not being inspired. I hope that helps to understand it, and thank you again! I'm glad you liked the lines. :)

[Zoya]

Ohh, I get it now. And you're welcome :)

[DAH]

Breathing, one of the most phenomenal actions in the universe. Without oxygen we'd be dead in seconds. It's always a good experience to see how long we can hold it in; there's also the test of breathing out and holding ... this is an exciting minimalist poem, to the point, exact. I love your word-economy.

Bravo!
DAH

[chrysantheranium]

Thank you, DAH! It's amazing what can come out of something so simple despite it being an instinct. I always find the strangest thoughts when self-consciously breathing. It makes room in your chest for some pretty breathless epiphanies!

Thank you for your review!

[DAH]

My pleasure, chrysantheranium!

[Neville]

give the man a goldfish in a jar or a cigar... it really dont matter which.. he's a winner any which way... N

[chrysantheranium]

Ooh, I didn't know there were prizes, haha! Thanks for taking the time to read this Neville, I hope you enjoyed. :)

[Neville]

I most certainly enjoyed it...

[Tinker Pete]

Very cool; a window through which I see a little piece of who you really are. You made me smile. One question: Did you breathe before you blinked? Ha! Just messing with you...
Don't give up, and don't ever, ever throw away anything you write. Just let your thoughts percolate for a while, then revisit what you wrote.

[chrysantheranium]

Thank you so much! I'm glad to have put a smile on your face. In the past I threw away everything I created - but I think that, through learning what it feels like to lose something, I've also learned the importance of holding onto what you create. I never plan on throwing away another word again. :)

[Ghost writer]

I like that you'd rather break the rules, this poem is lovely and I think you got your point across very well, always liked the word Eureka.

[chrysantheranium]

Thank you, WeakFreak! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[Robert Trakofler]

I love how this poem relates to all of the next chapter very clever work here I like this method and identify so much with the blink line

[chrysantheranium]

Thank you! I'm proud to have given you comfort within the blank lines leading to the epiphany that started this project. I hope you enjoy the rest of the book just as much, if you do decide to read it as I work on it. :)