John Heck Poet Free verse

Just a Something'D - Nothing'D...

The...the
the indescribable
kicking of 
one's plausible pulse
is usually described as
swallowed
infant-swallowed -
a swallowed collectible
a practicled'd 
particle of
something. Yes or no...!
Know - I know 
a nothing is
it's...it is...
something'd 
allowed and advertised.
Stut...stutt...stuttering
move 
my 
emotions 
forward 
and - yes. No! 

When...

i feel my hands shake.
I shake. I -
I can't write. 
No! I know...
Yes, the indescribable -
it kicks in sometimes.

Once again,
I turn my head
from a nothing'd, 
anything'd;
a something'd
something...
when I've
exhaled. 
I exhale. No -
levilor slats 
never
silhouette 
a moonbeam.
Never!

I feel the pulse again.
I feel. 
I know - NO!
I can't swallow.
I...

Miss Alice softly steps
upon my chest -
Mr. Carroll forgives
her fancied foot work.
Mona Lisa and her
queenly mad hatters
choreograph the finale.
It segues past the nothing'd
nothing of 
no ones nothingness...
the melody 
merely dances -
it dances -
it enhances - possibly,
beyond the something'd
something...
SOMETHING! -
when I..when I...
inhale.  
GOD! -
Only when, 
I inhale. 
Maybe...

Gershwin's rhapsody
paints a 
color-blinded 
scalawag's eyes blue
and then -
everyone. No...
rather 
everyone's...
understands.
Turning their heads
from a nothing'd
something'd -
a silent song 
sings true. 
Always...
always.

I've exhaled -
inhaled. At times...
and...and...
Only when...
only when.
No...no...no...
I think of nothing -
just nothing'd...
maybe... 
I realize I'm
something'd 
short
of a 
no one'd -
collecting crumbs 
from a beggar's 
pocket. Never
never ever...
dining at the
simpleton's
something'd 
round table.

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Poet Destroyer A June 16, 2013 at 5:45 PM John, How are you this lovely evening? :-) Congratulations with having your awesome poem featured on the soups home page.... sending hugs. Hope you are enjoying this day with your family. always & forever *LINDA

Denis Joe December 1, 2008 at 3:15 AM I enjoyed this a lot. The way that it flows in and out of the objective and subjective worlds is done with ease. The jerkiness of the narrative gives the poem that stream-of-consciousness feel that never becomes overly pretentious.

Michael Torres September 24, 2008 at 2:21 PM John- John God will get you through this ailment. I have prayed for your well being. Again your writing is on a level that I think few can appreciate I struggle to keep up with your wisdom I am not one of the prividged few. We all inspire to do what you do so well. God bless Michael

Brian Strand September 24, 2008 at 7:02 AM Congrats on your success iJohn n Charles contest.Rgds Brian

Michael Jordan September 20, 2008 at 5:55 AM John simply amazing to read - So much said in such a beautiful way - sometimes things we inhale are difficult to digest - Wonderful Poetry - God Bless

Brian Strand September 20, 2008 at 12:02 AM Thoughtful title John that echoes as a kyrielle through these words.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words