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If silence were to be found easily
I would need not seek escape
within the dusty and cluttered confines
of a tired mind.

At the hands of the routine
or lack there of
the constant noise provides
constant rapids of chaos

White water running away
filtering, buffering, monitors
pointing directly at me
to be sure I do not miss my cue

Ah...there it is
lost beneath the rumble of reruns
a dog desperate to destroy ear drums
a child who cries hungry...but isn't

First a bubble
then a strand
liquid, molten, shaping to fit
moving obstacles
blocked thoughts
hidden ideas
until finally
inspiration is found
in the Flow.

Would you judge me if I told you I love to completely zone out to my lava lamp? Still glowing strong after all these years! Victoria asked us to capture a moment, feel the now, and considering I'm ending my day in typical fashion, thought I'd share with you MY trick for mind quiet. Give us a visit at dVerse where MeetingTheBar is in full swing. Are you up for the challenge?
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Marbles in My Pocket said…
No, I would not judge you! What a simply wonderful way to let your mind unwind and let go of the troubles and trials a day can present. Wonderful write, Tashtoo. I enjoyed it!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/03/29/if-the-clock-is-ticking/
March 29, 2012 at 7:16 PM
Linda Kruschke said…
Very nice! I had to chuckle at the dog. There seems to be no shortage of dogs in today's offerings of poems in the moment. Including my own poem, I think there was a dog mentioned in at least 5 of the poems I've read. But then again, what would a moment - whether noisy or quiet - be without a dog. :) Peace, Linda
March 29, 2012 at 7:29 PM
Margaret said…
dogs and children ... I know all about those. And if lava lamps help you relax... GREAT. (It's better than TV!)
March 29, 2012 at 7:42 PM
hannah uk said…
Lava lamp, now there's a blast from the past.
As good as layers of coloured sand changing shapes?
I'd forgotten about them.
You're lucky that you can't count planes flying over at one minute intervals as your mood disturbers.
March 29, 2012 at 8:12 PM
Mystic_Mom said…
Lava lamps, rain on a window, trains going by a crossing - I know that feeling! So glad you wrote about your day in such a wonderful way! Loved it!
March 29, 2012 at 8:12 PM
Buddah Moskowitz said…
I love lava lamps too, and I love your poem. Yes, we all need a quiet place - thanks for sharing yours.
March 29, 2012 at 8:54 PM
Laurie Kolp said…
Lava lamps... way cool! I love when the moment of inspiration hits you in the 4th stanza, Tash.
March 29, 2012 at 9:30 PM
Anonymous said…
I SO love this:

"Ah...there it is
lost beneath the rumble of reruns
a dog desperate to destroy ear drums
a child who cries hungry...but isn't"

And the whole last section, the lava lamp Flow metaphor. So awesome. :)

~Shawna
rosemarymint.wordpress.com
March 29, 2012 at 9:47 PM
Lisa said…
I am caught with you in the moment, staring at the light.
March 29, 2012 at 10:24 PM
Beachanny said…
So totally mesmerizing - right there with you!
March 29, 2012 at 11:27 PM
Frank Watson said…
Your silent flow put me in a trance-like zone as well. I like the contrast between silence and chaotic noise and the hypnotic effect of the writing.
March 29, 2012 at 11:57 PM
henry clemmons said…
I like the rapids mentions. Reminded me of our last run down the Upper Gaulley(sp) river. Very nice. Never owned a lava lamp, but I visited a few and remember those moments, mostly, for some reason.
March 30, 2012 at 2:25 AM
John (@bookdreamer) said…
They were just made for the trance!
March 30, 2012 at 6:58 AM
Dave King said…
Who is there to judge? A lava lamp seems innocent enough. Full marks for finding that which works for you, and thanks for a great post.
March 30, 2012 at 8:01 AM
Anonymous said…
Very clever! i'm not sure if knowledge of the lamp is needed to enjoy the poem! Describes universal difficulties. (And of course the lamp itself not much different from a flame.)

Take care, K.
March 30, 2012 at 10:53 AM
Anonymous said…
A fine capture of a moment of escape. We all need to get away from the incessant over-stimulation of our contemporary environments sometimes - too much visual and aural noise is killing our sensitivity to what is really going on around us.
March 30, 2012 at 11:47 AM
joanna said…
tranquility in a lava lamp... i can see it. :) thanks for sharing.
March 30, 2012 at 11:59 AM
Unknown said…
Hey I totally do the same thing to mine, just watching those blobs move up and down and then collide. I have a red one though, was going to get a blue one one day to give it some company but that day never happened, actually don't have the room for it right now, but one day perhaps. I like the green one here. Very cool. As is the piece, another excellent offering Tash. Thanks
March 30, 2012 at 3:35 PM
Anonymous said…
Your work thrills my senses! Always fascinating imagery blended with outstanding metaphor, sublime! xoxo
March 30, 2012 at 4:48 PM
Unknown said…
That sounds like our house... Except for the dog. Or well, my little brother does well for a dog too with his wide variety of sounds. Nice poem =) And lava lamps, I always wanted one as a kid! Not so much now for some reason...
March 30, 2012 at 6:35 PM
Wolfsrosebud said…
most use a bigger distraction... the TV... personally watching a fish tank is rather nice
March 30, 2012 at 7:15 PM
Victoria said…
Yes, I would believe you, Tash. There is something so hymnotic about a lava lamp, or anything like that. We do exist in a chaotic world and need something to help us focus...I do, anyway. Thanks for your help with comments.
March 30, 2012 at 11:38 PM
Brian Miller said…
not at all...i had a lava lamp in college...so i know that feeling....there is def times i would love to zone a bit in the midst of the chaos....
March 31, 2012 at 9:27 AM
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