St. John's Wort

Color splashed sets mumble 

Music dripping docile empty drums

Another act to fond-land

Mere glances

Sounds of Irish English dissipating 

Newfinese so they say

Thoughts sit here

Is that fish in a sandwich ?

The immediate relay in this head

Oh i love fish

A serene Smile

You sarcastic one

Some tease this is

Fingerprints on paper to date

Highways of green lights

There you go

Looking into me again

Fixated in your air

I can't move 

So i hum you away

Cumulus humilis clouds of torture

So do figures known written

Breeze out is but one walk

Bizarrely odd

Shelved out to store 

St. John's Wort

Promising all year long rain

Mountain sheer clarity 

Enough with the cynicism subliminally waved

Having brushed my music twined into hair

Going for diligence

Pinning up those random shots

If i find your presence 

That shall be the last of many

Stand corrected land mines signed

I love you

Signaling at this none ending road

No forks to choose on

Discovering you

Ran series of brain stoppers

To question this reality

Yes a calm 

Comprehended fully registered

a change

For seconds i remained polite

Censoring all swear words

Reviews

[Kaylee April]

I love the voice in this one. And I love the alliteration in this line, "Music dripping docile empty drums". Your word choice is absolutely beautiful. It illuminates the setting and gives it such a great energy. I really like your writing style.
-Kay

[Nisreen]

Thank you so much Kay

[Tomás Ó C..]

St John's Wort is actually illegal in Ireland.
#bizzare

[Nisreen]

Waw
That is bizarre

[PhoenixDown]

Profound job. What a great ending. Like a cleaver.
Your intensity is incredibly refreshing, Serendipity.

Phoenix

[Nisreen]

Thanks Phoenix

[PhoenixDown]

You're welcome.

[Joshua Haines]

Great words dude. Well done honestly

[Nisreen]

Lol
I am more a dudette
Thank you

[DiverseVoices]

I can see the meaning behind this poem. It's filled with expression. Great job!

[Nisreen]

Thank you for the review

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Serendipity,
A really lovely intense expression, like freeflowing connections of thought. It seems like an essay trying to come to terms with a reality of some kind maybe. Well had to read it through a couple times.Found "St John's Wort" refreshing. Thank you for sharing this. It is one more poem to challenge me. Loved it. Kathy

[Nisreen]

Thanks Kathy

[ajelly]

I really like this piece. My brain is usually completing sentences with a natural flow of thought, but this piece kept me guessing because the flow is not congruent with a specific genre - its more like snap shot into the complexity of human psyche - like not trying to make sense of our feelings at a certain time and place. That is refreshing. Plus, the terms are concrete metaphors - less abstract and more like reading a picture- like in terms of creating a setting and character within this poetry. Good stuff!

[Nisreen]

Oh waw .... thank you

[Darian B.]

Honestly, Im really confused with this poem but I can feel some pain from you towards this person. Its definitely n interesting write, I just need to read it a few more times before I begin to understand it XD

[Nisreen]

That's a very insightful remark
Maybe not pain but exposure to my own insecurities
Those I was never aware of

Thank you for your review

[Ted Kniffen]

I've been reading this for a few days now, not sure if this is about Newfoundland or an old lover. I like the connective use of disjointed ideas, they all seem to work together. To paraphrase your poem "Bizarrely odd"
Still, I like it.

[Nisreen]

lol
Thank you

[Emily]

Lovely wording!
Keep it up!!!

[Nisreen]

Thank you Emily