Bloodshot eyesight,
dreams still lingering
in the corners of my
morning-vision.
Alarmed, I search
for the still-beeping
attack that ripped
me from rest.
My hand discovers
plastic, I gaze to
search for blurry
digits.
Five more minutes,
but, it does not
listen; ever so
diligent.
Electronic voice
choked, I fall back.
Why am I my own
enemy?







Devious Comments
First of all, your word choices are very clever. I particularly liked your use of 'alarmed'. That made me smile. And I also like the way you've hyphenated "morning-vision".
In terms of criticism, I'd perhaps say that the third stanza wasn't nearly as snappy as the others. I think it was the use of 'blurred'. It makes me automatically think, "Wait, what is blurred?" because it's not really clear in a grammatical sense. Also, while I like the question you end with, "The noise defeated/fall back to sleep" kind of bothers me because it doesn't make sense as a sentence, so much.
Anyway, I thought this was a neat little piece about something everyone can relate to. Thanks for posting it.
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Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. - Lewis Carroll
I best leave you to your clubbing. Who knows what monstrosities may be in need of beatings and bruises. - ~chocolate-therapy
At times it reminds me of a haiku, though, in that the thoughts/lines are very short and mechanical. I think it detracts from the overall feeling, and makes the structure more significant that the words.
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Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. - Lewis Carroll
I best leave you to your clubbing. Who knows what monstrosities may be in need of beatings and bruises. - ~chocolate-therapy
dreams still lingering"
The first line really seems to have nothing to do with the second, so why not make it its own sentence? Unless of course you are suggesting that the dreams still lingering are the bloodshot appearance of your eyes. If that's the case, it seems a bit far reaching for the chosen words. I think it'd read much better and adhere well to your 'snappy' (as someone else chose to call it) style of poem. IE: "Bloodshot eyesight. / Dreams still linger" - perhaps even seperate that further, so that "Bloodshot eyesight." is a stanza in its own right. Just a thought.
I must say, however, that in the third line, 'the' is an excess word and "in corners of..." is much tighter and you don't lose meaning. Something to think on in all poems.
When I read the next stanza, I think of something almost military. Probably the term "attack". However, if you wanted to follow this on, you could probably make it more military-like... "Alarmed, I launch
a search for the still
beeping attack that
ripped me from rest."
Or something along those lines. It's probable that a military reading was never intended, so ignore my blathering if you see fit. Haha. Following on from here, "My hand discovers plastic" is far too telly for my liking. Something inventive to make it a little more interesting and not so matter-of-fact could be following on a military reading should you choose to consider it in the previous stanza. IE: "Fingertip soldiers discover plastic as I gaze, search for blurry digits." (I'm not going to add enjambment, 'cause you break lines totally different to how I would). But, do you see how that might entice your reader more? Keep their attention and add substance and image?
The "does not" and "ever so" in the next stanza really throw me off - they seem to disrupt the reading (particularly aloud). Perhaps abbreviate does not and remove "so"? Ever diligent seems far more impressive (for lack of a better word) and makes it seem like more.
I like how the question ends the poem, but I can't help but wonder if perhaps it'd fair better at the start of the poem?
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AKA ~007-crazynloveless
take off your -3 armour of "frigid bitch" and ill give you my +4 "phallace of mount doom" baby
But for now, buttertoast?
--
Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. - Lewis Carroll
I best leave you to your clubbing. Who knows what monstrosities may be in need of beatings and bruises. - ~chocolate-therapy
--
AKA ~007-crazynloveless
take off your -3 armour of "frigid bitch" and ill give you my +4 "phallace of mount doom" baby
--
Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. - Lewis Carroll
I best leave you to your clubbing. Who knows what monstrosities may be in need of beatings and bruises. - ~chocolate-therapy
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