I write
At night in dull light
And as I kneel I feel
Surreal
At a desk without a chair
With papers, pens and boxes everywhere
Typing, tapping, amid the clutter
Recording any word I utter
Hoping they flow and work well together

I hope
I cope within the scope
Of imaginary faces in distant places
And people I know and don’t in equal measure

With situations so far fetched
Etched on my mind; my imagination stretched
I write
I hope
In my mind well…

I write what I feel as I kneel
With many a tale to tell.

This post has been written in response to a little challenge by Nancy over at Spirit Lights The Way. It’s actually a competition, but I’m merely entering for fun. If you’d like to enter, there are still a few days left. Visit Nancy’s site for more details!

Posted by Tom Merriman

A future writer living in the present day

36 Comments

  1. I love this, Tom! Especially:

    At a desk without a chair
    With papers, pens and boxes everywhere
    Typing, tapping, amid the clutter
    Recording any word I utter
    Hoping they flow and work well together

    And the image reeks of the magic we weave when it all comes together.
    Thanks!

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    1. Thanks, Nancy. I had a bit of fun with this one – I love playing with words!

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    2. A beautiful poem. Thank you, Tom. Love the picture, too.

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      1. Thank you as well, M! 😀
        This picture is actually a piece of clip art from Power Point! 😀

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  2. Really nice poetry Tom! I like it because it’s nice and simple, though it can have a deeper meaning…us writing the stories of our lives!

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    1. Thanks, Shree. I don’t usually like using the word poetry for what I write, but I will with this one! And our stories can go far beyond our lives once we open ourselves up!

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  3. Excellent my Good man….Get out the knee pads T if you have to write anything of great length. Very enjoyable indeed. BTW, do thoughts come any easier or harder on your knees? VK

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    1. Thanks, VK. I’d answer your question if I had any clue as to where my thoughts come from! However, I can say I don’t think being down on my knees opens me up any further!

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  4. Sounds good Tom! 🙂

    I prefer my comfy chair though – even if it IS decaying by inches!!! 🙂

    God Bless!

    Prenin.

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    1. Thanks, Prenin. My chair is at the desk with the other computer, but my writing one is the one I need to kneel at. Well, I don’t NEED to kneel, but I’m too lazy to go and get the chair!!! 😀

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  5. Now that painted a picture of hurting knees Tom.. so I hope that you can find a comfy chair to write the rest of your memoirs LOL.. and clever little poem 🙂

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    1. Thanks once again, Sue. It’s actually quite comfortable when I get down in the right way. Get down in the wrong way, and when I get up again, well, that’s fun! Hehe! I do feel like I’m flying then! 😀

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  6. I think that this piece is my favourite of yours ever Tom !!
    And thus…

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    1. Gosh! Thanks, Jo!
      This is one of my favourite songs – and I love this version! Thanks again! 😀

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      1. It is MY favourite version…but then I love Jeff Buckley.
        🙂

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  7. That was cool 🙂 The chair I am sitting in at my computer desk is in danger of collapsing under me! It is a cheap fold up one with a horrible plastic seat which makes you all hot and sweaty when you sit on it too long 😉 How’s that for a pretty mental pic? lol 😀 To make matters worse the badly welded metal base where the legs or all in one leg if you know what I mean goes has split…meaning it could collapse at any time if I move the wrong way on it! Oh joy!!

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    1. Oh wolf! 😀
      Take care in your chair, Icewolf… it’s not pleasant when chairs collapse…!

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  8. I think the chair is so crucial, Tom! I bought mine in the early 2000’s. It was made in Italy and cost me a chunk of change, but has been worth every penny. It’s a polished wood 1940s-style banker’s chair on casters that swivels and rocks. I love it.

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    1. Should also add, I enjoyed your poem very much, too. You were so inspired!

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    2. Your chair sounds magnificent, LA. The chair that I use with my other computer is just a normal chair… and with this one, I use the floor. Well, with loads of cushions scattered around as well!!!

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  9. I love this, Tom!
    Writing comes so easy for you, well I think it does anyway! 🙂

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    1. Thanks for saying so, Deb… I just ‘got in the moment’…!

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  10. I’m just catching up now Tom; this is great 🙂

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    1. Thanks for saying so, Fiona… and sorry for the delay in replying to you!

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  11. So much fun, Tom…lovely to meet you via Nancy’s contest! Love your poem…amid the clutter…oh yes, I know that situation all too well.:)

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    1. Hello Vivian – nice to meet you too! 🙂
      I find the clutter helps sometimes. Not all the time, but sometimes…!

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      1. Tom..congratulations! Your poem is one of the finalists…well deserved for sure!

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        1. Thank you, Vivian, I feel quite honoured actually!

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  12. ‘At a desk without a chair’ – I love it. I often write while standing, or vary the chair, to go with my mood. I also entered this competition (my first) for fun and really enjoyed doing so and reading all the other entries.

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    1. Hello Grannymar, and thanks for commenting – I’m pleased that you like it!

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  13. Hi Tom I came over from Nancy’s post.
    I enjoyed your poem. Congratulations on being one of the finalists.

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    1. Hello Rosie, welcome! 😀
      And thank you!

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  14. “I write what I feel as I kneel” – I would just feel pain – LOL! You are unique, Tom 🙂

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    1. Hi Bluebee, I hope there isn’t another like me out there! One’s enough!
      Welcome, by the way!

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