September 23, 2011

Alive at Five




Alive at Five
By John R. Greenwood

5am
Notes flow soft through musty cellar air
Weights clink to the swing of Rhythm & Blues 
Heart rate attempts to keep pace
Arteries full
Blood races
I swear I saw a spider swing to-and-fro


Poem and Photo by John R. Greenwood

Submitted to Poetry Pantry #67
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2 comments:

  1. Liz Rice-SosneOctober 1, 2011 at 11:50 AM

    Hm, I haven't seen you in a while. This is a breath of fresh ... or musty (depending upon how you look at it) morning air. 5 is too early for me. Night Owl. Love your "about me."

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  2. Raining IguanasOctober 1, 2011 at 12:43 PM

    OR, glad you stopped by.

    "Work and reality keep my keyboard patiently idling in the distance."

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