Monday Poetry Train-Uncomfortably Numb

I’ll have to pull out a spooky poem next week.  This one called to me this week. 🙂

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Uncomfortably Numb

Mind anesthetized.
Senses under siege.
Scent, touch, taste.
A life,
Wrapped in gauze.

Emotions once swelled.

Dominated.

Now loom out of reach.

Trapped,

In unrealized dreams.

 

Numb is not comfortable.

An endless recycling

Of gray,

With an under-smell

Of decomposition.

 

The yearn remains.

Burrows with sharp claws.

Thickens. Suffocates.

Until it consumes,

And blankets the sky in ash.

——————

 

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About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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8 Responses to Monday Poetry Train-Uncomfortably Numb

  1. Missy says:

    Wow! Our styles are so different! Your writing fascinates me. I especially like these lines:

    “With an under-smell
    Of decomposition.”

    Vivid!

  2. Sparky Duck says:

    Now this one really hit me. Numb can be a nice feeling, but it is not usually too comfortable and you showed that.

  3. rhian says:

    oh wow Rinda! This one kicks ass. Love these lines:
    “Now loom out of reach.
    Trapped,
    In unrealized dreams.
    Numb is not comfortable.”

  4. Lisa Andel says:

    Actually, I rather like numb. Then again, I lack a sense of smell.
    Your poem makes me take another look at my preferences.

  5. That endless recycling of gray reached out to me.

  6. The title reminded me of a Pink Floyd song. *wg* Love this one. Reminds me of how I’ve been feeling for the past several months.

  7. Rinda says:

    It reminded me of Pink Floyd, too. In fact, I was thinking of the song and realized that numb is not comfortable. Not when you’re a writer and need that color and emotion. 🙂

    Thanks for the kind word, everyone. 🙂

  8. stak says:

    anthropomorphing “the yearn” is sheer genius……..well done!…..

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