NOT MYSELF

NOT MYSELF

A Poem by rutherford
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Prose poem.

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I’ve been put in this position before.

Waking up in the middle of the night

to utter phrases

not my own

(and with no one to hear them).

© 2013 rutherford


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Rutherford - Indeed a well stated verse...Good to read your work…Thanks for the invite to read your thoughts to paper at Writers Café...I'm back to work with copy writer and doing my best to write 1000 words a day...and a subject you do not get to choose...will be busy the next few months...so I will read all RR"s might just take a bit longer to get a review...hope you understand...plus promote my book: The Onyx - Vena Amoris...for late next month release…I have very little time on my hands…making the most of everyday and taking today to read as many as I can…keep writing and sharing your creative talent here and elsewhere…

Posted 11 Years Ago


In my house, it's my husband who sometimes talks in his sleep and I have to wake him up to shut him up! LOL Most likely those phrases did come from your own mouth (especially if you're all alone at the time! lol) I wonder, if a sleep talker talks in the forest with no one to hear him. does he really makes a sound? See where your poem leads the reader, rutherford? Good work, this is a real brain teaser.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Intriguing, creepy, mysterious. I love the vagueness of this piece. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


A mystery in the night - whose words are they in the witching hour? Do we recognize them in the light of day? An intriguing short piece, John.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Happens to me quite regularly and then my wife snores and brings me back to reality. Well said so succinctly my friend. Your friend in words, Pete

Posted 11 Years Ago


Interesting poem that raises the age old questions are we all alone or living between netherworlds.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I'm left with questions--nightmares, prophecies, or gift of the muses. Loved this piece for its intriguing nature.

Posted 11 Years Ago


rutherford

11 Years Ago

One of those where you can't sleep 'cause you have to write the words down and you wonder the next m.. read more
Yes, that is most strange and oft times startling in retrospect. It happens to certain individuals. Our learned medical community ascribes it to the byproduct of tangible chemistry of body or brain or physics of molecules; so urbane. I prefer to consider the mysterious and all of those things that drive one delirious; demons, angles, gods on high, aliens, telepathy, quantum synchronicities... oh my, I've done it again. So sorry my friend.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Tam Warink

11 Years Ago

How quaintly odd! You know, I am not read of that J. Conrad so I did what everyone does these days .. read more
rutherford

11 Years Ago

I think Conrad is one of the greatest writers of the english language and english was not his first .. read more
Tam Warink

11 Years Ago

You've set me a quest, Conrad. Thank you! :)

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Added on September 28, 2013
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