a fragment from the past
It has been very insane past weeks in the office, and bad days make me angry and quiet and think of the past, and write poetry (after the video games).
I took out a poem-in-progress, did a big overhaul over the weekend. I guess it can still be better, but here it is.
image by dsnake1, done with pencilmadness
a fragment from the past
do you have the feeling
that you have
been there
before?
déjà vu, some called it
but it's not really whole,
some bits here
a little nuance
a little piece of jigsaw
a voice,
a peal of laughter
in the bus,
the shape of a nose
a dress,
a pair of legs in a short skirt
as if
a fragment from the past
had escaped
the confines of time
punched through
a torn fabric
a membrane
a tangent from
a spiral of the marching clock
sometimes
i look hard
trying to see clearer
to comprehend
if she's
really back
and the person
across from me
is embarrassed
frightened
she thinks i am mad
or worse
a pervert
and then
i
am
lonely again
in a city
storming headlong
uncaring
towards
its destiny
written 18/05/2013
revised 13/12/2013
******************
"i thought i hear your voice in the wind
but it was just me whispering your name."
-- dsnake1, i thought i hear your voice in the wind
Shared on Poetry Pantry #180 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
I took out a poem-in-progress, did a big overhaul over the weekend. I guess it can still be better, but here it is.
image by dsnake1, done with pencilmadness
a fragment from the past
do you have the feeling
that you have
been there
before?
déjà vu, some called it
but it's not really whole,
some bits here
a little nuance
a little piece of jigsaw
a voice,
a peal of laughter
in the bus,
the shape of a nose
a dress,
a pair of legs in a short skirt
as if
a fragment from the past
had escaped
the confines of time
punched through
a torn fabric
a membrane
a tangent from
a spiral of the marching clock
sometimes
i look hard
trying to see clearer
to comprehend
if she's
really back
and the person
across from me
is embarrassed
frightened
she thinks i am mad
or worse
a pervert
and then
i
am
lonely again
in a city
storming headlong
uncaring
towards
its destiny
written 18/05/2013
revised 13/12/2013
******************
"i thought i hear your voice in the wind
but it was just me whispering your name."
-- dsnake1, i thought i hear your voice in the wind
Shared on Poetry Pantry #180 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
posted by dsnake1 at 11:59 PM
19 Comments:
smiles...there are def those people who are so strong in our memories....we think we see them again after losing them....and yeah, that can get uncomfortable...but this is def a real feeling....
This poem does have an urban feel to it, which goes with the name of your blog.......I know that feeling, of a fragment from the past. Cool write!
I love deja vu's... and this poem has a different approach to it. liked it a lot.
Oh you have written the feeling of deja vu so very well. It really is eerie, I think, when you see someone you think is someone from the past...and you wish they were...but they aren't. Always good to see you on Sundays!
the last section is poignant...
Brian,
you had it spot on. and yes, it can get uncomfortable. :)
Sherry,
"urban feel".
thank you! :)
Natasa,
thank you! :)
Mary,
I am always looking forward to Sundays, though sometimes i may need to work too. :)
Sumana,
thank you! :)
It was a great read. I never felt it myself, but many of my friends have told me London life can be like this.
Lovely sentiment here and very well written - really enjoyed this... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
Well written. I think this is very good.
As the experience goes I've been there(as you reminded me) but thinking about you and drinking a dark roast coffee I'd offer you a beer and alI I could say is "poor bastard" :-)
Certain smells, sounds, a fragment of just something can bring back memories of a certain someone...loves the way you wrote this!!
Pealogic,
thank you. maybe it's easier to experience this in a big city. it is said exhaustion can bring about it. :)
Scott,
thank you! nice to hear from you. :)
ZQ,
gimme a couple more beers.
Aditi,
thanks for the visit. :)
yes, it does. and the trigger can be just small things.
I could relate to this....in a very strange way...
iced desire
gautami, so good to hear from you. :)
Déjà vu can be just like that...unsettling...a little annoying...a bit of memory-style grasping at straws. A tight and awesome write.
thank you, Talon. :)
yes, it can be. un-nerving even.
i always want to write a poem on de javu...liked this !
thank you, Ashok.
go for it! :)
You have written a beautiful poem on deja vu.Though it scares me at times...Keep writing dear.
I really enjoyed the write.
Best wishes
Ankita
Thank you, Ankita.
it does not frighten more than it fascinates me. like watching a replay. or maybe i am just too tired. :)
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