From Nowhere Poem by Martin O'Neill

From Nowhere

Rating: 5.0


I cut myself on a memory today,
Walked into it, unsuspecting.
My breath left me
Lungs voided by the impact,
The lemon-sharp
Clarity.
It's with me still, somewhere.
An emotional embolism
Waiting to bring me down
In the quiet time.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 22 February 2012

I like this poem for its graphic portrayal of what a memory does to us and how excellently you painted the portrait in words.

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Ruth Walters 07 March 2012

a wonderful description of emotion here.....bringing the human race together, each one of us with those memories we 'bump into'. Mine bump into me these days, when I'm trying to focus on other things......pescy blighters, always bothering me, heh heh

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Patti Masterman 02 March 2012

I like the idea here, and especially that first line of course- one of those 'grab ya' lines that pulls in a reader, and your following lines are perfect for the theme.

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Gone Away 01 March 2012

I especially love the first line of this Martin... a memory that draws blood.

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Micmac Mccrory 23 February 2012

I've walked into sharp old memories a few times myself. Thank you for the memory. An evocative journey. i like this. Micmac

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Unwritten Soul 22 February 2012

From nowhere it came, from nowhere it reside to call you tell you where you were and what we have done...It maybe makes you thing that just bring you down but it's not..It just telling you there's up there's down so be strong in the road we have now..a reminder from nowhere, as nowhere in you cant find but somewhere inside..still with you forever_Unwritten Soul

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Martin O'Neill

Martin O'Neill

Solihull, Birmingham, England
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