Twitery – Twittered Poetry on the go by @ChrisTwitery

Lost

Posted in Twitery by twitery on February 16, 2009

Lost – Twitery 9 by @christwitery, @chrisloft

Lost in darkest Africa; think I’m heading east.from-wwwmetacafecom-89546852455742
I was on my way home, three months ago.
Now life is a jungle – and you’re a wild, wild beast
about 4 hours ago from web

Lost, deep in my mind. No exit.
No doors to open or road to cross.
Blackness filled with a chaotic frenzy of chitter chatter.
Shadow of you.
about 4 hours ago from web

Lost, in vast chambers of my heart.
Devious turnings, random pathways.
I turned for help; but you were never there.
Pulsating, cold comfort.
about 3 hours ago from web

Lost, as I walk. No escape from torment.
No escape from emptiness.
You may as well walk beside me.
Your chatter is still so loud. No escape.
about 3 hours ago from web

Lost, as I take a breath.
My heart skips a beat;
I know she does not even look like you; you are miles away.
Rewarded by a stranger’s smile.
about 3 hours ago from web

Lost in my head. I cannot think straight any more;
some days I cannot think.
Some days: I am just not there.
Shadow of my former unlost self
about 3 hours ago from web

Lost as I walk down streets that I know.
Wander by lanes I’ve not seen,
past places I’ve never been,
find my way with a long piece of string
about 3 hours ago from web

Lost in the depths of confusion.
Lost in simplistic byways.
Fighting to recognize myself, and this condition.
Lost to myself and this world.
about 1 hour ago from web

Lost looking at the mirror.
Lost in my reflection.
Lost in some vague direction.
Lost today. When will I be found?
Where is my road map home
about 1 hour ago from web

Lost in France. Lost at home.
Lost dancing. Lost on a bus.
Lost at my destination.
Lost by the side of the road.
Lost on the road going home
about 1 hour ago from web

Lost in my lifestream.
Lost in the data, unsorted, uncollected.
475,382 requests lost in 4.55 ms – files lost,
data lost, records lost, lost
about 1 hour ago from web

Lost in time and lost in space.
Lost in endless soap opera.
Lost halfway thru the plot.
Lost before the finale, lost before the credits roll
about 1 hour ago from web

One day I was human. Now I am lost.
Once I was a part of my life.
Now my life is lost, literally lost,
laterally lost, lost as a last resort
about 1 hour ago from web

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  1. Qrystal said, on June 25, 2009 at 3:48 pm

    The reason I normally hate poetry is that it fails to stick to its meter, or fails to convince me it has one, or feels awkward squished into one.

    Your poems above convinced me they didn’t need anything so trite as a meter to be powerful, or maybe they just took me away from my analytical self and I saw beauty instead of trying to find measurements.

    Maybe it’s okay to be lost,
    uncertain of position or momentum.
    We could just get used to it,
    call it familiar,
    and get lost in it on purpose.

    – by @Qrystal, inspired by the above.

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  2. Twitery Twiterature Tweets « Twitery – Twittered Poetry on the go by @ChrisTwitery said, on June 26, 2009 at 2:31 pm

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  3. Twitery Twiterature Tweets « Twitery – Twittered Poetry on the go by @ChrisTwitery said, on June 28, 2009 at 2:31 pm

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