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Stillness

Stillness

I feel that heavy stillness
It has come to me before
Something new has happened
Who will be next at my door
Will the phone ring in a minute
How I wish I could be sure

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Night calls in the nineties never bore good news
Some made in the noughties just brought in the blues

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Still that sense is lingering
Why should it seem so mean
I rack my mind and ponder
But nothing is yet to be seen
Come on if you've got to
Before I sleep and dream

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Time has come for hearing good news you might well think
Long ago I poured away the bad stuff down my sink

~~~
Eventide is now a coming
And with it a freshening breeze
Can it blow away that feeling
If I grovel will it please
Take away that stillness
Though the pollen makes us sneeze

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Get the anti-histamine tablets out from the old bureau
Swallow one each morning until all these symptoms go

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But still when the window closes
That sense has not quite gone
I'm searching for the mobile
To see if a text has come
An empty screen blinks at me
Don't keep me waiting for so long

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Where are those pills for my questless bouts of hi anxiety
Fluoxetine capsules to melt in my mouth full of hot tea

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'Hi' said the telephone 
When at last it rang
'There's news for you 
From far away' it sang
Just then the signal failed
So I still don't know where I am...

(c)Rhumour 
June 28th 2009

◄ Mandela

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