I came across you, in my contacts list.
I thought to say Hi,
or Hey or Hullo,
and caress the idea,
an ex-junkie being offered a fix.
I thought to tell you how it was,
the High definition, Glorious Technicolour, Panoramic,
Adrenalin rushed, Rocket fuelled highs.
And the world ending, booze soaked,
face down in a ditch, return to foetal,
agoraphobic lows.
And how when I lost you,
was like open heart surgery
without anasthetic,
a food, sleep, oxygen deprived existance.
and how the normalcy of each day staggers me
like a sunny afternoon after a matinee.
I really ought not say Hi, or Hey or
...sending....(oops)

Comments
kheldar | March 30, 2010 - 10:04
Powerful stuff, very hard hitting.
David :--)
threeleafshamrock | March 30, 2010 - 10:37
...'the normalcy of each day staggers me
like a sunny afternoon after a matinee.'
Liked the whole piece but this line especially ;)
Chris XX
insertponceyfre... | March 30, 2010 - 10:38
I really liked this poem Shoe. Especially the way it starts off mundane and becomes something else altogether
penandpaperdreams | March 30, 2010 - 10:43
Really like this :)
I know that feeling of sending something you didn't intend to! Never thought about creating a piece from the experience, though, what a lovely idea and you've done it so well.
Rachel xx
Silver Spun Sand | March 30, 2010 - 11:21
I agree - powerful stuff. (Just a couple of minor points. Should be 'agoraphobic' and 'existence'...I think;-)
My favourite stanza:-
"I thought to tell you how it was,
the High definition, Glorious Technicolour, Panoramic,
Adrenalin rushed, Rocket fuelled highs."
As has been said, I think we can all identify with sending something in a fit of pique, and realising, whoops...shouldn't have done that;-)
Enjoyed.
Tina xx
MistakenMagic | March 30, 2010 - 13:02
'And how when I lost you,
was like open heart surgery
without anasthetic,
a food, sleep, oxygen deprived exsistance.'
- absolutely love these lines, Shirley! They're so raw but beautiful - as is the whole poem. Well done!
Magic xxx
shoe | March 30, 2010 - 14:09
Thanks Tina, your proofing is much appreciated, corrected now, glad you enjoyed it too,:~}
shoe | March 30, 2010 - 14:14
David, Chris, Insert, Magic, Rachel,
Many, many thanks to you guys,
for choosing the bits you like and taking time to comment, cheers up a chilly spring day no end!:~}
Silver Spun Sand | March 30, 2010 - 17:48
Jus' perfick now;-)
Tina xx
Anna Marie | March 31, 2010 - 14:06
I don't know where to begin. This stanza:
And how when I lost you,
was like open heart surgery
without anasthetic,
a food, sleep, oxygen deprived existance.
and how the normalcy of each day staggers me
like a sunny afternoon after a matinee.
I was enamored enamored with this line. Strong, poignant stuff. You've knocked me over, so early in the day.
-Anna
shoe | April 1, 2010 - 08:30
Anna, Really pleased you like this, thank you so much for your very complimentary comment,:~}
Kahdai | April 1, 2010 - 19:01
Marvellous shoe! I love the last lines, like me now! Kahdai xxx