Heavy Eyelids and Sweaty Palms

By TropicalSnowstorm

Heavy eye lids and sweaty palms groping the steering wheel,
lost in thoughts of graffiti on urine stained walls being studied
by archeologists in search of wisdom 1000 years from now.
"Tanisha is a bitch ass ho!" - whole academic schools of
thought may spring up over the perceived meaning of just
such a spray painted scrawl, which will undoubtedly survive
long after all that I have poured over today has turned to dust.

On the side of the road lies the bloated corpse of a large rodent
that got in the way of progress and although my mind strains
to create some symbolic parallel - it is only a rodent too dumb
to recognize the danger of walking in the middle of the road.
As woodlands and wetlands disappear, it strikes me that the
most vile of bottom-feeders are the ones that multiply - rats,
crows, cockroaches - things that live on garbage and decay.

This morning I found directions in my pocket to somewhere
I've never been, but the address looked inviting somehow
and I regretted never having gone to "Stoneybrooke Lane".
It made me think of a rock in a stream, which, although
eventually will be worn away, persists when the water
impacts it or rolls around it in a gentle but continual current
that carries with it leaves and twigs to be deposited elsewhere.

To the right I pass a cemetary, probably once in an isolated field
that now seems to be creeping ever closer to the passing cars -
never sensing the inevitable four-lane that will one day consume it.
At some level I can relate, though - I've felt for days like I might
hear, "How did you like the play, Mr. Lincoln?" followed by the
crack of a pistol that reveals to passersby exactly what was on
my mind, which today would be a rock, a rodent and a graveyard.


-- 3/27/03

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Copyright 2003 TropicalSnowstorm
Published on Thursday, March 27, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: That was truely amazing. keep up the Great work...

  • Anth On Sunday, May 16, 2004, Anth (1144)By person wrote:

    the first two stanzas here where incredibly thoughtful,a grand timeless aura hovers above this,

  • Anth On Sunday, May 16, 2004, Anth (1144)By person wrote:

    really makes you wonder,so many parts so full of wisdom ,to see more than others see in such things and to wonder , at the greater(unseen)picture, as the words strived for meaning

  • knightmirror On Thursday, February 12, 2004, knightmirror (437)By person wrote:

    superb.i'm left speechless.

  • A former member wrote: This is the first I have read from you and I adored it. It's different and the way your words flow and the way you set them up is just unbelievably brilliant. Thank you for sharing.

  • A former member wrote: i'm bearly getting familiarized with your work but i must say so far you've put me in a trance.AWESOME!!!

  • A former member wrote: Stuff like this is what keeps me coming back to your portfolio looking for new things to read :) good read ty :)

  • liquid_emotion On Sunday, March 30, 2003, liquid_emotion (356)By person wrote:

    I have long enjoyed the way you thoughtfully lay out your words. Another enjoyed trip through someone elses view.

  • manywalks On Friday, March 28, 2003, manywalks (773)By person wrote:

    Made me wonder which was encroaching upon which, would the graveyard instead not consume the highway some day in the not too distant future. Wonderful as always. ~ Walk in Harmony.

  • Jonas On Thursday, March 27, 2003, Jonas (768)By person wrote:

    the simple musings of time that lies downstream... downstream you're sure it'll keep on flowing in some way regardless of our conceited perceptions of what reality is and isn't... time is dusty in this space.

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