I woke up early today, sitting in bed
not sure if I should get up
or roll under my bed and hide
from the black – dark that tastes bitter
like dry arugula stuck in my teeth.
The silence is numbing and scrapes
inside my head, nails scratching
a blackboard with rambling scribblings
pushing me in spirals. Sometimes
the world hops out of view.
What is life, if there is no afterlife?
A prefix for nothing, a start missing
an ending, a fire extinguished
eventually. What is life without a spark
divine or otherwise brightening dark?
We live, we love, we work, we die,
circles overlapping as we mark time
like fireflies enjoying the dusk aware
that night must inexorably snuff
the light we flash for as long as we can.
I swing my feet to the floor, facing the day
or whatever may barrel headfirst
before night, realizing life isn’t meaningless
for those we share meaning with, more lamps
to illuminate even the largest room.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
Posted to dVerse – join us?
Often Mumbled Musings 
Brilliantly written 🖤
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I like to roll over and go back to sleep.
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Is that an option???
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I mean… sometimes. 😊
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“life isn’t meaningless
for those we share meaning with”
That is awesome.
P.S. I find lava lamps to be good mood boosters. 🙂
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Thanks! I may need a lava lamp
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Questioning the purpose of why were here, it’s something we all, go through at various times of our lives..
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I woke up this morning, to another day promising nothing but more trouble and strife, and wondered what it is all about… Closely followed by the question, where have all the good days gone?
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Your poem is very relevant and poignant for me, my journey has been a roller-coaster, and been many questions, and many a time i’ve said, what does it all mean and why ??
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Ahh, the contemplations of those seeking answers to the unanswerable. Done it most of my life, though in the end, life simply and profoundly Is. Perpetually into infinity, changing forms like a dancer’s veils as creation delights in possibilities. Brilliant rendering. 😊
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Thanks 🙂
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I love the way this moves from inaction to illumination.
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These lines most resonated with me:
“Sometimes
the world hops out of view.”
What a fascinating view on life……
So glad you posted to OLN.
Might you add the tag dVerse (or a link to https://dversepoets.com) so others might find the site as well? My guess is it will also increase your readership. Many thanks — and hope to see you at the pub again!
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Done! Thanks 🙂
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These musings of yours are me to a T! I sometimes feel frustrated by the not-knowing rather than accepting that life just IS. No, it’s hard for me to accept and leave it alone although I don’t dwell on it endlessly. But still…
Gayle ~
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Agreed 🙂 it’s human nature to question and ponder and obsess … much better to accept and move on.
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But why? Why is it human nature?
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Been there more than a time or two. That’s where faith comes in, to raise the shade.
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Hey Phillip — Hi poet!. Wanted to let you know I am “temporarily” sightless in my right eye from a retinal disease. It is a struggle fir me to write, but I will still wrote my pieces, going very slowly. Reading at any length is extremely difficult, and causes painful headache — so wanted to say thanks for contributing to OLN. But I won’t be able to read what you wrote, yet I wanted to visit. I spent a little time writing this best I could with one eye, i copied it, and I am pasting it in here to say hi. Got an operation coming up in about a week when the infection is down. Hopefully things will get back to normal.thanks, Rob
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