Impedimenta
Impedimenta
I open my mind to poetic whimsies,
but the clatter of the TV voices
makes it hard to listen to
the other spirits who fill the ether,
who strive to call, each to each,
and to me.
I open my eyes to new vistas
beyond my familiar view,
but the dervish clutter of dancing logos
and streaming headlines
and indulgently obscure commercial images
makes it hard to clearly see
the protean scenes
that may ripen my life.
The beguiling screen fades to dark.
I breathe in, deeply….
I’m wide open.
August 23, 2016
Published February 2017 in my first collection, Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups
(I was trying to write in a waiting room, where I couldn’t find a seat that wasn’t facing a TV screen. Dante Alighieri never imagined this particular hell…)
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