The Subways Of Your Mind Poem by Linda Ori
The Subways Of Your Mind
It's midnight here in Utah
And the world outside is still
As I sit down at my keyboard to compose -
My mind begins to wander
Down the sidewalks of New York
And I wonder if your sweet subconscious knows -
Assuming that you're sleeping,
But that never was your style -
Too many midnight poems confirm that fact -
I wonder, Mr. Ryan........................
Do you miss your poet friends -
Does your lonely laptop beg you to react?
It's really much too quiet
Ever since you went away,
And midnight now has lost its magic spell -
My poems now seem unnoticed
As the lack of comments show,
And I always knew you would critique me well -
But, I'll continue searching
For your words upon my page,
As I believe that one day I will find
That still my light is shining
In the midnights of your life
As I travel through the subways of your mind.
What a heartfelt poem, I can second everything you say, we all miss the lovely FJR's name popping up on our comments and how he had the power to dazzle and shine to all who stepped in his path. We are lucky to have known him and hope one day he'll return to warm our hearts. For now though, I'm there with you, understand and empathasise. Agree with Allie's comments... she's right on cue! HG: -) xx
A stunning elegant tribute to an exceptional man whose exuberance and drive (not to mention extravagance) could never be matched on this crazy site. Your last couplet will immediately be printed out and placed close to this computer - to remind me of him and you. Beautiful verse from a beautiful poet to a beautiful poet. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxx
I read and enjoyed this poem. Structured forms appeal to me. I often wonder about poets I have come to know on the net who suddenly disappear. Sometimes I discover what has happened to them Like pper dance and poet dude They have died and we only have thier words ro recall them to mind Others just dropp out from the poetry scene. I coul picture you at your keyboard jsut wondering
I read and enjoyed this poem. Structured forms appeal to me. I often wonder about poets I have come to know on the net who suddenly disappear. Sometimes I discover what has happened to them Like pper dance and poet dude They have died and we only have thier words ro recall them to mind Others just dropp out from the poetry scene. I coul picture you at your keyboard jsut wondering
Beautifully written piece Linda, ....expertly composed poignant poem....10++ thanks for sharing best wishes Jon.
Absolutely a great, poignant and beautiful poem which I enjoyed- of course not without pain at heart!
Your title grabbed my attention and the effort was not wasted A splendidly nostalgic poem
Nicely done, Linda. I particularly like the last stanza. Regards, Don
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 11:16:51 AM # 1.0.0
Mature, well constructed, wonderfully composed. A poet to be reckoned with you are. Great work. Adeline