Sunday, September 22, 2013

Solo In Silence

The Moth and the Lamp, Cesar Santos


yesterday’s words
graffiti my thoughts
moth wings take me
back to clutch their light
i tire of flying solo in silence


©Susie Clevenger 2013

Written for The Mag 187
Also shared with Real Toads Open Link Monday

25 comments:

Vandana Sharma said...

Loneliness,,,,,, sometimes can be very harsh...

Jinksy said...

A profound and beautiful offering of words in the silence...

Kerry O'Connor said...

Thoughts graffitied is so imaginative an idea.

Karen said...

I think we've all had this experience...at least I know I do it regularly , running over and over the words until I become almost obsessed with the things I WISH I had said, the things I SHOULD have said.

I wrote a poem about it that begins:

"All my ghosts are friends,
Things I should and have not said."

Laurie Kolp said...

Mental obsession is graffiti, and being alone makes it worse. Love thoughts as moth wings, Susie.

Sumana Roy said...



perfect word picture for a desolate existence .....

Laura said...

sad and beautiful.

Mary said...

Powerful, Susie. Flying solo in silence can be a lonely place to be!

Kathryn said...

Seems we are on the same page today with loneliness and silence.

Robert Bourne said...

that poem struck a chord.. great write...

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the "graffiti thoughts". And resonate with being tired of flying solo, which i have been doing for at least a thousand years :) Loved this, Susie!

Susan said...

Ah, that is why to write, to have a place to not be lonely!

Peggy said...

Striking poem with such wonderful use of images. Thanks for posting this.

Jim said...

Lovely, Susie ~~ Yes, Silence is often in solo.

I do like to watch graffiti but I am not sure about my own. Seems I never return to my doodles.
Probably because I cannot understand them.
..

Truedessa said...

the last line really spoke to me as the moth hangs on the lamp tired..

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Susie, I love the use of "graffiti" as a verb! This is the solo flight of a soul, incarnate. Sad, filled with regrets, but then, aren't we all there at some point? Amy

Ella said...

Oh, I could relate to this kind of graffiti-powerful!
I love "thoughts as moth wings"
:D

L. Edgar Otto said...

Implied I think, that loneliness can be "the wind beneath our wings" that draws us to the candle flame time and time again... that or in the calm and silence we just might feel the whispers of a passing touch of wings on our ears...

Jerry E Beuterbaugh said...

May you find a traveling companion much sooner than later.

Margaret said...

Clutching yesterdays' words - nice. I just am stuck with this image.... you did quite well.

Sharon Bradshaw said...

This is beautiful, Susie. I especially like graffiti my thoughts.

mindlovemisery said...

Beautiful and melancholy wow Susie

gautami tripathy said...

Love this wonderful piece!!

crystal ball

Sara McNulty said...

Love the use of graffiti in this haunting poem.

~T~ said...

Ah, yes, I know...