oh the sounds of you
they wreck my ears
they own my night

your words
they ache my noon
i can’t resign
from this hallucination

all the hours left
tick the silent air
this drama breaks
both our existence



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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24 Responses to ricochet

  1. boomiebol says:

    BOOM!!! I like it πŸ™‚

  2. earthslang says:

    I really feel this one; rush of breath, then knocked out of me again. Awesome!

  3. David says:

    I can’t resign from this hallucination….such despair…wonderful

  4. jymiely says:

    romantic notions thru first line and then despair at the end…the effect was of good sounding…and the boom is brilliant, makes me think of a comedy actor in our country πŸ™‚

    • that’s a great observation Jymiely and I really appreciate what you have commented here. You made me smile today! πŸ™‚ thanks a lot! πŸ™‚

      • jymiely says:

        i have all the time i could steal from the office right now, and am very thankful I could indulge to all of nice posts, including yours πŸ™‚ your welcome, glad I made you smile πŸ™‚

  5. jymiely says:

    oh, I forgot to type the laughing aura there: hahaha!!! πŸ™‚

  6. what a life it must be!

  7. clintonspel says:

    haha!!! i like it πŸ™‚ boom

  8. Julia Dean-Richards says:

    Nice one, Chester. Especially ‘All the hours left

    Tick the silent air’.

  9. Boom! Great to be hit right from the start. I spent the rest of the time trying to recover but how can I ‘resign from this hallucination’ ?

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