Strange Light

Cherry

By Jane Hyphen

Sun, 13 Oct 2019
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Strange light in the sky

And in your eyes

Listen….

Don’t stay too long

In this strange place

Where only shadows 

Show themselves

To draw you in further   

Beneath echo streams

Where tunes are all distorted

You hold your ears

But it’s all in your head

Voices from the future

Voices from the past

The flashing blur of now

Hold tight to nothingness

Stay still and just defer

This might not be your time

But it’s not your time to go

They’ll all wonder why they

Could not have saved you

Know…...

This light will change

Show you new things

Shadows shape-shift reveal

Imposters in the gloom

Were nothing but

But you must stay awake

 

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Submitted by celticman on

we're all imposters. I think there's a medical name for it, poets. 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

It's certainly a 'condition', no available treatment. Thanks celticman and thanks for the cherries.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

 I hope is not about someone you know, trying to persuade someone to come back from the edge, I recognise the nightmare feeling, being outside the battle, hearing it but not being there, you evoke the desperation, anguish, it is frightening

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Hi Di_ thanks for your comment. There's a few people I know who can get like this, it's like they're in their own little room and the view is all distorted and sick. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

This is unsettling to me and comforting at the same time. So well captured. 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thanks onemore. I tried to write from the point of view of the person stuck inside and the supporter watching from the perceived ourside.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jane, you echo the struggle some people have with their demons in this poem, that cry for help, feelings of isolation when life seems so pointless...yet I like how you describe the fact that no matter how far down in the pit life takes you, there's always a way out, someway, somehow.

A poingnant read indeed. 

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Hi Jennifer, thanks for your comment. I suppose sometimes people just can't see a way out. If only they could opt out temporarily, suspend animation for a while until the landscape of their situation changes. I think women are more rooted in their own biology, they still get to nurture, mostly. I wonder if men suffer more in this modern world? I am generalising here though.