When the Crowd Awoke

Don't you just hate it when the attending crowd is just not paying attention? Yeah, me neither. But really, don't you just want to slap one in the back of the head? No? Aww, you're no fun.....

I undress myself slowly (my eyes not accustomed)

The rain blowing, shrieking and tossing the leaves…

If leaves fall in summer is the pumpkin far behind?

Or a sign of danger hiding underneath the

Fallen leaves?

 

So why am I undressed (a reminiscence of the past?)

To test the limits of my acquiescence bordering on sane?

And tattooing scales of thorns to be displayed?

I’ve made my own decisions until now…

So can I dissolve the mist around the lamplight

Circling my fears

And put my f*****g clothes on till the carnage

Disappears?

 

As I explain the last two verses and the cloudiness within

I am tempted to reveal it’s all a joke.

But I hate to tell you and misguide you…

My whole world has turned a blind eye

To the spot where all the characters, the actors,

Read their scripts and the play begins.

(and then the crowd awoke).

 

dan © 2015

 

Music: “The Sound of the Crowd,” by Human League

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[AaronFreitas]

Awesome write Dan... I had to read over a couple times because I keep venturing off with your words trying to see through it before I got to the end :) Loved it buddy!

[dan]

Aaron, I admit that this one hid the meaning pretty well, it was actually meant to. Thank you for sticking with it! take care...dan

[Kelly Scheppers]

You are a master of illusion, Dan. Your writer's block is truly a thing of the past!

[dan]

Did you catch a glimpse of any morsels of meaning hiding in the verbal shrubbery? It's in there, a bit of cathartic thought in my own special language. Thanks so much for your review and support. take care...dan

[Olivia]

You create such an interesting image, made me imagine it
Truly a poets work
nice

[dan]

I decided to try to hide the meaning in between the words. Why? This was kind of a verbal stretching of my legs, seeing where they would take me. I appreciate the read/review, hopefully it made at least SOME sense to you. Thanks again, Olivia. take care...dan

[....................]

I was trying not to picture you naked in front of the crowd, Dan, but it didn't work - my imagination is such a vivid machine!! Still, I couldn't help but see many of us there, baring ourselves for all to see, writing poems into the night to be met with morning eyes... we all become oblivious from time to time and we all feel like no one notices us on occasion, but we push forward nonetheless...enjoyed this very much, my friend...FT

[dan]

FT, Thanks so much for your feedback. The write may have appeared to be really mixed up but there WAS a theme running through it, a bit obscured. Thanks again for the read/review. take care...dan

[Confuser]

Dan; I love it....the visual - the first line was intriguing...the poet, "OMG" he's exposed, but guess what? You always do it so well, lay it out, forget about the season, or reason, give me those heartfelt lines and emotions. I'm awake!! Everything seems so screwed up sometimes. That's alright. Bravo...Thanks Dale

[dan]

Dale, Thank you for the review. This one may sound a bit mixed up but there is a method to my madness coursing through the lines and words, hiding between adjectives. I appreciate your feedback as always. take care...dan

[Confuser]

No worries; Thank you....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I see this as the poet undressing himself with words...

sort of like Hamlet saying "oh what an a*s am I that like a w***e I must unpack my heart with words"
or something like that.

but I do like this poem...it is honesty in front of the mirror, introspection...we put ourselves on display as poets...we bare and bear it all.

[dan]

Thank you , jacob, I am just now (hopefully) recovering from a bad spat of writers block. This isn't my best work but it feels good to get ANYTHING posted. Thanks for the kind words. take care...dan

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I wasn't being kind...I really like this piece in sentiment, wisdom and unveiling.

we are our own worst critics..i have found that out often enough.

[dan]

Wow, that is a definite boost. Thank you jacob....dan