Vienna's Jemand Poem by M.J. Lemon
Vienna's Jemand
Jemand paced back and forth. This afforded him some relief, but still he kept looking over at the portfolio on the kitchen table. He owed the bank money. He also owed on his credit card. His family meant so much. At least that's what he kept telling himself, and with greater frequency as he began pacing faster and faster and faster. The wind chimes over the pantry entrance felt the gentle nudge of a small draft that whistled through the one window that defined the small room holding captive enough canned goods to guide any family of six through a prolonged winter. He then stopped all at once to listen to the soft, subtle melody.
He stood thinking. Then he really noticed the space. A perfect Frankfurt kitchen, he thought. Well, at least it was the place to start a journey. How could he resist the whisper of the Vienna train station, something that at one time meant both escape and safety? The blue pastel paper on the north wall was peeling. No problem, he thought, that could only be noticed when somebody looked down and studied the exact point where the wall touched the floor. The other walls, a pristine sky blue, lifted him up, flung him into the clouds. He floated past the restored Hotpoint that cost him more than his first used car. He drifted past the parents, wife, and children. Why do her mother and father want to stay?
Then it came.
Thank you so very much, Valsa. I am thinking a new chapter may be in order. Thanks again.
I feel you are not just a poet, but a great story teller too! This is beautiful poetic prose, an introduction or prologue to an intriguing story! With an element of suspense, you have raised our curiosity to hear what follows! Five stars....!
Yes! ! ! ! ! This is writing! ! ! ! ! ! Intriguing. A short story or intro to a novel Well-crafted as a poem, well-crafted as a piece of prose. I want to read more of this type- -are there others in your vault, kind sir? A more perfect 10+++++++++++
wow! Thank you so much Susan. You've made my day! O yes, there will be more to come. I've managed to secure publication for a few stories, but I am just now working on a few for PH. Many thanks.
Ah, yes! Something a little different. As always. From such a masterful wordsmith. Such great suspense. Such brilliant interplay between past, present and future. The last parts remind me of astral projection. It's as if he uses it to escape from his in-laws, yet remain there at the same time with his immediate family. Another winner, M.J.!
Thank you, Richard. The astral projection observation is brilliiant. I was exploring the idea of being trapped, yet finding oneself bound in no ways at all. Thank you so much!
it's a story that people can relate especially during this current crisis Bravo! Encore! Encore!
Many thanks, LeeAnn. Yes, there is much that people can find relatable. In time, may it all become just memory. Thanks again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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He stood thinking. Then he really noticed the space. Jemand paced back and forth. This amazing and brilliant story poem is very well expressed. This carries suspension. You are really master in expressing perceptional thought a story poem. This is definitely an excellent poem shared....
So very much appreciated, Kumarmani. Thank you.