Chilled
Now returned to harsh lights
noise.......................life
can I not return
to the stillness of the night?
Where reality hums a distant tune
not entering consciousness
no thoughts invading
just the night and me
Dampened hair and fingers chilled
serve as my only reminder
of the stillness I find
within the night's landscape
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a time I used to long for....
Well, I guess this is one of my favourite pieces at the moment, keep popping back for a re-read...
:)
"stillness I find
within the night's landscape
no thoughts invading
just the night and me"
those bits....i think are what do it for me :)
Why are you drawn to it so much then? What is it that speaks to you so strongly, I'd be really interested to know as it probably means something completely different to me (art in the eye of the beholder and all that). :)
sheesh, now i fall down.
never been any good at saying why, but i'll have a go...
don't be suprised if this makes no sense.
basically it's the quiet of night, my own nocturnalism. in the past, i could always pop out and spend as long as i liked wandering or sitting in the dark, or night (which isn't always that dark)
just wandering was my favourite, no thoughts, no direction, almost a sleep walk, but not.
now, i can't. i work nights 11pm to 7am, proper nights. so that freedom has been swallowed.
also, i have commitments and responsibilities now, (partner, child, etc) so again, that form of escapism is lost.
just harsh noise (work)
life (family)
no more contented returns at dawn, with dew smothered hair, and aching legs.
so why drawn to this?
well, it's a slice of my lost life, you have written down, and sometimes, just sometimes, i want it back.
you know, if i was vain/paranoid, i'd think you were some-one i actually know, and you'd written it just for me.
i'm not, and you didn't, but that doesn't mean my mind can't twist it to fit on a truely personal level.
so having said all this, what do you mean by your words?
what does 'chilled' really mean, from the authors perspective :)
Hmm interesting and good stuff (and no I don't know you, well at least I don't think I do!) what does chilled mean to me - well in the actual obvious way, I was just chilled from sitting outside in the pouring rain but on a more metaphorical note maybe I'm chilled (as in cold not funky and calm) within the inside at the moment and perhaps there's some melancholy there about loneliness and the fact that I'd actually like more of that in my life, the ability to get away from reality and the hum drum of daily life, a little bit of escapism is good for the soul I think....
??? am i going mad?
didn't you have another piece posted??
I really think i saw one, came back for a re-read, now it's gone...
or maybe i've lost it at last...
Nope I took it down just for a wee while, will post it again at a more err 'appropriate time' - sorry to be cryptic!
thanks...sanity restored :)
well, as much of it as i retained....
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