Static

Static wavelengths surround me

 

Static

 

Scattered wavelengths

from a worn out speaker

cracking with each unbalanced bass note

Finding my brain on overload

and a slower heart beat

out of tune

 

Static the union,

tuning dial gone, volume at high

glowing in the corner of cobweb melodies

lingering on a distant shelf

now sinking lower in this

roadside armchair

 

An empty bottled fortress

collects the pain at my feet

glass brown soldiers stand,

bottle cap mementos flip

like dancing beans on a folding table

at El Mercado

 

One more for the road

a staggering venture

along crooked dotted lines, weaving nonsense

two at a time, smirking

snickering like a Pryde-ful ending

mimicking the way

 

Still the static, white noise,

foaming seas on wavelength casualties

and the trees cry, when birdsong of night

haunts with a sound

interrupting the dance of the beer container guards

and I tap a painful toe

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Blue Ivory]

foaming seas on wavelength casualties
Caught my eye :) This is something so simple! Yet you've made a great poem out of it! A true artist indeed...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Soren. So nice to see you again.

[Astro]

Sounds like someone who uses the drink to cope, but isn't even safe doing that any longer because of the onset of gout. :s The lines are written excellently, painting pictures of reflected scenes and high-end emotions being muted by an army of brown glass bleeding itself dry. Good stuff Jack. I like this one a lot.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Astro, I appreciate you stopping by

[Astro]

No problem buddy.

[TL Boehm]

snickering like a Pryde-ful ending
mimicking the way
Did I catch an homage there? If I did to that poet I hope she grinned from ear to ear because thats awesome.
I love the grit in this - the dusty road - all the imagery - it rang true - very visual - that flavor of roadside places - I can smell this poem if that makes sense. Even the font works. NICE!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Tammy. Indeed you did and she said thank you. I am glad you liked this, I wasn't too sure about it when I wrote it.

[The Chosen Poet]

Haha Jack !! I see it's all ladies floacking down your reviews appreciating, tad bit with an ounce of jealousy of how well you penned this piece, it's amazing how your words & style of writting sums up the message in my heard with no crisis. I love this brilliant piece

Sean

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sean. I appreciate you stopping by for a visit. Don't let the ladies scare you, most of them are harmless...most of them. :)

[Cassie]

Different from your style of romantic writes and you got away with it and engrossed me through out, your work never dwindles, its always good. Keep doing this

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Cassie, you must know the dark to know the light.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Knockabout, folklore and biographical.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

What an amazingly vivid and striking piece, Jack! I can remember back to when I first fell in love with reading your work, and how in just months it has evolved into such a different beast--the same, but more connected emotionally.

Love the imagery here; too many great images to point just one out, though the jumping beans at "El Mercado" was a favorite. Also loved the idea of "static" and how it can be represented in one's life. It is the good and the bad, the background and the foreground. This was great.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sarah. I thought you had forgotten about me. :) I appreciate your kind words this day.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

This is a haunting piece... it has a sad and lonely tone, which echos through the "white noise"...
I agree with VITD-Traci, this is darker than your normal writes... I enjoy reading a different side, with more layers to peel away.

Great imagery...a dramatic write, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my sweet friend. Yep, there is a darker side within that wins the fight every once in a while to get out. I appreciate your kind words.

[Traci]

"Finding my brain on overload
and a slower heart beat
out of tune."

A darker write for you, but I enjoyed it immensely. It portrays such honest emotion that many will resonate with. I love the imagery and metaphors portrayed as the beer bottles line up, and the white noise is heard.

"Still the static, white noise,
foaming seas on wavelength casualties
and the trees cry, when birdsong of night
haunts with a sound"

Well penned. Another favorite, my friend.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Traci. Yes, a bit different, but it speaks of what I was feeling the day I wrote it. I truly appreciate your always kind and generous words to me.

[Traci]

Always a pleasure to read your work Jack. Different is good, gets you out of your comfort zone. I always admire a writer who can portray their honest feelings and create such a powerful piece that is not only read, but felt. And you have done just that in this piece.

[icelandicblue]

Drinking always makes the dark a shade darker. I love the imagery of the beer bottle guards but they never accomplish what we hope. The white noise can be deafening but I know for a fact you can't drown it. Well penned and highly effective piece of writing.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Anne. I always find so much joy in your words.