Out of the Ordinary

I can’t remember the light --
Moon took me by surprise.
I hear the chord strike slow vision,
Beneath the hum of the day.
I will make it another day
Through the epiphany of the ordinary.

From Plainsong
To Jimi Hendrix

Between the notes
The lights went on
Went off

That wind is
Blowing in my heart

I can’t hear the dark
Settling

Title has a double meaning.

I don't know about the title, but the poem itself is nicely done Pete.

Les

aw comeon, Les. Every day is extraordinary and each day come directly from the ordinary, so in both way, my day is 'out of the ordinary' when I make it through the day. I do feel that this afternoon, that I am lucky to be alive, etc.

or is it that you don't think the title fits the poem?

cheers,

Peter

Peter, I get the title, but it could be attached to most of your work, n'est-ce pas? That is to say I think the title is not specific enough.


Les

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/28/2010 02:21PM by les712.

Les,

I have no idea why I am such a dummy.

and thanks, I guess...I think you may be right about the lack of specificity.

amo,

Peter

Between the notes
The lights went on
Went off

That wind is
Blowing in my heart

I can’t hear the dark
Settling


....AAAaahhhhhh. wonderful, Peter.

Thanks Sherri:

not been able to get into this forum for days again so I went off to Home Away from Home Poetry.

Peter

Well I know wherever you went it joined with you to create
a gem I'll carry around witih me like a compass. It will be
my Chittikuk Wampum and I will travel the darkness of the forest
wrapped in its protective, medicinal magic and I will be the only
one in the four great tribes with such a buffere against confusion. tom

been away
to the edge of
only witness
glad to be back to
witness tom's bright eyes
by the path
or beyond the camp

peter