Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin…
an erratic metronome drones as thoughts are streaming
the rocks pierce my back while overhead the blue drifts by
 Caw! Peck! Caw! I ran when I should have stood!
 my arm across my face shields the sun from my tired eyes
but does nothing to lessen the days burning heat
 Peck! Caw! Peck! I kept silent when I should have spoke!
 sweat rolls over my temples and mats my hair
my lips are dry my tongue swollen and still
 Caw! Peck! Caw!
I cry out in silence for relief, from memories and my own failing!
Peck! Caw! Peck!
 my hand slaps the ringing alarm clock next to the bed
suns streams through the shades the heat already stifling
 Caw! Peck! Caw! I breathe deep and summon my courage!
 shaking away the remnants of the dream I rise slowly
scared another day with my fears and doubts to face
 Peck! Caw! Peck!
 Mark Schutter ©2013
This poem was written for Free Write Friday from the prompt at the top of the page. Free Writing is using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing! Please check out Kellie Elmore’s official site or click on the Free Write Friday Image for more information. Post your submission with a comment and link to your blog on Kellie’s blog, post on twitter with the hashtag #FWF, Facebook and join the fun!
nice job with the prompt!
Thanks Talicha!
You’re welcome!
Very nice indeed!
Thank you Charlene!
Oh wow! A dream!!! What a great idea! … Sounds like you are far too hard on yourself, though. 😉 … Wonderfully creative. … Be well, Dorothy 🙂
Thank you Dorothy, I am my own worst critic for sure.
You got skills, Mark! Someone else incorporated the sounds into their piece as well and that was so refreshing. We often forget that aspect when we are weaving our imagery. It makes such a difference when all the senses are tickled. This is wonderful. Thank you.
Thanks Kellie!
The rolling of the sounds gathers one up while reading. The impact of each moment, realisation, thought and happening. So alive in the way the poem breathes.
Thanks Sean!
WOW Mark … out of the ballpark with this one … felt & heard your words
Thanks this one kind hurt, if you know what I mean.
Most definitely Mark … Kellie is really pushing us lately!!!
Nice! You have captured that sense of self doubt that we often have.
Thank you Colline, that was what was in my mind as I was writing.