Disturbed Moment

DISTURBED MOMENT

In this sudden moment
I’ve a simple wish to walk about spreading love
      everywhere
Oh, the thought seems so...bright, so…sunny
Yet – and I cast this flash aside – 
A thought in isolation is thought without 
      foundation

I’m taking the best minutes of a long day,
Have gathered round imagination a peaceful sort
      of garden…or…or forest in my idyll
And  I a sturdy tree standing high, quite singular,
With the emerald leaf-people spread all about 
      me,
They and my eyes dancing to a single, sweet 
      violin
My white cat sitting at the kitchen window,
      oblivious, adds shapeless, benign geometry
      to the mix

And the footloose vision might progress,
But the intense quiet rushes, breezily, inside
      my head –
(those invisible specs of original creation,
      whirling impishly, become noisy)
Now a car horn
And my ecstatic inner vision gone to reality

Why can’t the jealous world leave us lovers
      alone?

Dave Austin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Maverick Avatar
June 28, 2015 at 1:44 PM
Hold on..' jest let me get my extra large dustpan and broom, shovel also a 'force field' set up, there Daver..' Now you can get into creative again..'
Mac Donald Avatar
June 10, 2015 at 6:00 AM
So very original, and amazing.:), I will send it to myself, then to Ellen...she will love this! A favourite for me...thank YOU! I have a link I'll be sending to you...Keep well, love, Mikki
Christian Avatar
June 9, 2015 at 11:39 AM
A good write, its very expressive I like that, Thanks for your kind comments on my poem fathers day 2015 My mother left the family home when I was about 13years old very traumatic but I lived with my dad, and he used to write poetry so he kind of passed it down, inspired by his words of faith during his pain and suffering he died 23hours after I gave birth to my third son, it was horrendous but he was strong So I stand strong in faith too. He joked all the time regardless of his ailments.
Dietrich Avatar
June 5, 2015 at 7:24 PM
thanks for sharing with me about that Bite Me expression. It's the topic of a contest going on at Soup. I am surprised if you have not seen other Bite Me poems here lately!! Luv, Andrea
Austin Avatar
June 6, 2015 at 10:15 AM
Glad to hear something from the old days has survived. The sponsor of that soup contest must be an old timer like me. Love, daver
Onclaud Avatar
June 5, 2015 at 8:02 AM
so stirring through your poetic eyes.. i love this, dave!.. huggs
Dietrich Avatar
June 4, 2015 at 11:54 PM
Yes, I really like this one that I saw earlier today at PFT. I am glad to know someone like you who never stops writing poetry. Keep up the golden quill, Daver. and thanks for always making time to see my work.
Macfarlane Avatar
June 4, 2015 at 7:15 PM
I like to be inside that head of yours, lol, Lovely sentiments you beautifully described. Hugs
Horsman Avatar
June 4, 2015 at 2:56 PM
Amazing is this disturbed moment, Dave love the imagery,,,,
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace