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2.2 miles

by Charlie Morgan

a poetic storm without words
shakes me, commas, semi-colons;

the drudgery, enslavement of
of my neuroses, for i have many;

a life walking on trampolines,
all coat-tails running from inertia.

a scrambled evening-breakfast of poems;
all waiting at the gate to my memory;
all waiting, the paper and page is slow.

i fell to earth, God's cosmos birthed me;
my parachute the thin air around me, all.

since i now know the answer is: there is no answer.
i had mind-written an anthology of poetics
from there to here; my mind's printer, broken.


Posted on 08/27/2010
Copyright © 2024 Charlie Morgan

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ken Harnisch on 08/27/10 at 12:04 PM

so is mine right now, Charlie...but you said it far better than i could.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/27/10 at 12:45 PM

hoh boy! Can I ever relate.

Posted by George Hoerner on 08/27/10 at 12:57 PM

A very find write Charlie. It reminds me of a book I have that discribes how a two dimensional person might try to feel what a third dimension might be. I think sometimes our mind gets a glimmer of a dimension that we do not know and cannot put it into words. Again nice write.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 08/27/10 at 02:29 PM

... excellent....

Posted by Rowan Luis on 08/30/10 at 10:13 AM

A Life Walking On Trampolines, dumped me right on a trampoline, really evocative...and uncomfortable. Your mind printer's broken... have you tried turning it off and on again? :)

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/04/10 at 02:42 PM

As a fellow poet, I really enjoyed this. Especially that last stanza, and the use of "from there to here; my mind's printer, broken."

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/08/10 at 12:45 AM


Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/08/10 at 06:22 PM

Oh, how I identify with the last four words. But this whole storm (what's up with you and Chris?) is one in which I can find myself. Thanks for saying it, Chaz.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 09/08/10 at 11:34 PM

Maybe your mind printer is out of think Charlie....CharMin

Posted by A. Paige White on 09/09/10 at 04:06 PM

Wow. It's wonderful to find this 2.2 @ 1. I have found myself in these storms, too and 2.2, too). Like the eye of a hurricane I have found God to be and how do you put that into words? So glad to find this (and most of all, you!) here. Beautiful, Chaz.

Posted by Jared Fladeland on 09/15/10 at 06:53 PM

nifty work here

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