WhiTe NoiSe

Charged by emotions...both good and bad...I've learned to embrace it all.

WhiTe

NoiSe














         

This white noise
          it is the consequence of my instability
                                I watch in wonder
                                    as many specters rise from the unearthing
           It is time now
to harvest the fruit
                                possessed by sorcery and wonder
               let go of the restraints
                              for this ordained shepherdess; labors forth a monstrosity
                                                     another hum, I feel the thrum
                                 these birthing pains are never done.


****STATIC****


             At last
                                     this energy becomes alive
                    another tainted conception made sacred
             a thousand minutes of prayer and tribulation
       the rising blackness is now one
alive and without segregation
                                   it feeds quietly upon me
                                                 with an eager predation.


****STATIC****



                   I give in
                 dissolved by the spectrum of chaos
                                                 I'm now at peace with this beautiful desolation
    defiled and deaf
                 enlightened by the carnal knowledge
                        this confusion has been gifted
                                  by the feign
                                  that's shrouded within.

Author's Note

FYI: I want to thank all my friends for the love and support they have shown my daughter. It's because she's doing well with some new medications, that I'm finally allowed to visit my home here on WC. Much luv....thank you.

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Hehe excuse me for a second when I saw the photo With the words white noise I thought That litlle was the poem hehe :) I find it incredible how you wrote this and even the format incredible! :) You have created a very well written and provoking Poem :) Enjoyed reading it :)

[lee von cleef]

I thought i had been here before,but no words mark ,scribe,and I learned of white scents ,to stir up my nose,I wounder if dreams can co exist traveling from mind to mind.You are great. Yeshua

[Rob Santana]

This is awesome!! I want to write like this. This piece reminds me of lyrics by the band MESHUGGAH. Muse not sure if I ever told you but I respect and look up to you and your style of writing, that's the honest truth.

[Becky C Strukamp]

The structure of this is wonderful. One simply gets lost in your words. Very beautiful poem.

[disheveledApathy]

Very Edgar Allan Poe. Haunting and mysterious to the finish. I also loved the layout, it added the perfect touch.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like the content of this piece, thematically....the different fonts i think take away from the poem more than adding to it...i found it distracting in the read, and it took me away from exactly how the poem was speaking to me...

almost like too much of a 3D movie..i don't think you need to draw that kind of attention to the letters/words etc...i think they speak well enough for themselves.

ps i do see the concept, the whole white noise thing as far as the layout...but guess i am just old fashioned in a sense...i like to see just the words do the talking.

jacob

[Nautili]

I like this. I would not even attempt to analyze what you meant, but the tone of creating and acceptance of the imperfections of life is clear, along with the energy of life and the background static ( the things that don"t truly matter in the big picture of life) that sometimes catch our attention regardless and slowly dulls our senses over time..... due to getting used to the constant humming. You are a dark writer, and therefore very mysterious.

[Muse]

I guess it's about accepting the darkness I harness...and to embrace the light when it does shine upon me. The ying/yang theory...making peace with both sides. I used to push back...but it required more of my energy to push...it takes up less energy to accept it all; good and bad.

[Nautili]

yes, the ying and yang within. how can one enjoy peace without experiencing chaos, or feeling the warmth of the golden sun without being chilled by the darkness.....definitely know what you mean. It makes you an interesting writer, this duality within.

[Nautili]

Another thing, I have always gravitated to women friends with a little bit of sarcasm and biting, I always found them more honest and amusing than the really "sweet" types....I don't trust women that are too nice.....lol.

[Muse]

I'm trying to bring balance to this place. Too much lovey dovey stuff...too much sunshine and rainbows. I'm the darker shadow that brings storm clouds and rains on all the parade's. lol

[Muse]

I know exactly what you mean! The smiling happy type...I hear nails on the chaulk board when they speak.

[Nautili]

lol......I have one "friend" that drips with sweetness, but stabs you in the back.....like an alley cat in heat. Then you speak to her about it, and she hypnotizes you with the sweetness all over again...I know i shouldn't be friends with her, but she is always wanting to go out for a glass of wine, and not too many friends pound on my doors these days!

[Muse]

I have one sweet friend too on here...I'll even say her name "Shy girl" on writers cafe...I tell her all the time...she's so sweet...I fear that I'm a bad influence on her...I tell her I'm worried that my dark thoughts might corrupt her. lol

[Nautili]

I think there is a difference here. There are genuinely sweet people and those who feign sweetness, behind a mean girl's heart...My "friend" is the second. I admire the first, but am more drawn to women who are good people but have some piss and vinegar.Those who keep you on your toes and have sharp, keen comebacks....not too predictable.

[Muse]

This friend I speak of..has never stabbed me in the back. I know what breed of woman you speak of...I am the oil in their water...we never mix.

[Pax]

muse,muse,muse...your one of my favorite poet here....I'm always amuse by your creativity in words....i felt the white noise within me connecting....very much hunting words from you...Brilliant!!!

[David Scott]

Sounds like giving birth and the labor pains followed by the suckling babe. The "white noise" must be why mothers seem to lack clarity when they consider the birthing process?
Could be way off, but that was my take. I enjoyed the read.

[Muse]

think darker...white noise is when you begin to lack all comprehension. The sound is deafening.

[David Scott]

Yes, I knew you were going deeper, darker, "deader" if that is a word. Just giving the " lighter" view that came to my mind. Actually felt like a kindness or an escape to me. But after reading some of your work I could guess that was not your intent. Even darkness and pain can lead to creating light and energy...but yes, I do tend to " push down" the darkness. That's why your honesty is drawing my attention. Thank you again for your work.

[Muse]

alas...my honesty is not alwasy appreciated.

[David Scott]

Maybe. Yet it is always interesting. :-)

[Sheila Kline]

At some point, we come to the point of self realization of what is real, what is fantasy, and what one wishes to be - the ending of your write analyzes a point of acceptance, of giving in, being at peace through all the chaos - knowing full well the weakness and problem may well be dwelling just below the surface of who we want the world to believe we are.
Great depth, insight - an awesome accumulation of thoughts!