poMotion poetry

Who Is This?

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Who is this in me
ordering me around?
And who is this obeying?

How did they get in,
and from where?
stars? bones? rumors?
or love’s starved mimings?

When will they shut up,
stand still, listen outward,
into the world’s music?

What can break in
to their noisiness
before we die of chatter?

How can we dance
with all things with
clutter like this in the way?

What do they know that I don’t?
And who knows better
than their blind sawing?

By Lance M. Loder


Written by lickmypoetry

August 25, 2010 at 6:59 pm

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  1. Lance , just a great piece of poetry. I liked the way how did they get in stars? bones? rumors? good poem. Thanks for sharing it with me.


    August 25, 2010 at 7:21 pm

  2. It is interesting that sometime one can hear the inner music and at other times just the noise of doubt banging around in the mind’s kitchen…enjoyed you poem.


    August 26, 2010 at 10:11 am

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