Dean Meredith

Scratch Scratch - Poem by Dean Meredith

Scratch scratch
Is there anybody there?
Scratch scratch
Strike the wanting match
And illuminate our air

Oh is it night already?
Must you stop and stare?
How the darkness becomes you
Your happenstance
And fleeting way to care

The torch is lit
The light awakes
And dull eyes want
But I was bothered not
To smite the seeming glare

Nor even brothered
Or even sistered for that matter
In those blind blistering seconds
With misting madness tearing
At my truth, hair by falling hair

And the instructions were clear
From a seer, deep within his lair
The uncarved rock again
The simplicity of zen
Be no-one and no-where

Topic(s) of this poem: seeing

Comments about Scratch Scratch by Dean Meredith

  • (12/6/2015 8:07:00 AM)

    A philosophical mood of the poem make it so interesting. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 23, 2015

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