A Rumi Prompt

I have lived on the lip of insanity

Tip toed on the edge of mischief

Listened to the whispers in the woods

A garden willed to me

By the hands of life

For me to grow with it

The world takes her clothes off for me

And I am grateful

I sleep in between days

Night opens itself up to the world

And lets the nightmares, dreams, and fantasies

All run wild

Like fire out of control

Or pleasure that wont end

Since control is merely

An illusion

The duality of man is ever –present

Animal and machine

Peace and violence

I am the gentle breeze before the storm

Standing on the edge of time

© 2015 Christopher Noe

embrace the mind

No one has to understand me except for me…..yet I don’t accept myself for who I am

like I once did.

I have undergone brain surgery and ever since then my mind has a hard time accepting reality

and I get frustrated when my words don’t come out right

I assume other people don’t understand me

but I will prevail as long as I stay true to myself

and don’t let what other people say bother me

if I could just stop dwelling on the past and blaming other people

for my mistakes

then I can be a more well-adjusted individual.

I once met with a psychotherapist about a year after my surgery

and they told me to imagine this

“you just had a series of librarians that were terminated and a new set of librarians came into your mental library and had to try to make sense out of where you are filing things and you may have once had a well organized system that was going on and now it is a little more scrambled up and you have a young fresh set of librarians trying to make sense of what was once there and furthermore you could have a set of kids that have attention problems trying to do what was once there.”

But I truly know that people care about me

my friends my family my coworkers

so I don’t make false claims that nobody understands me

in the end it really just comes down to a simple thing

Chris Noe needs to accept himself and understand himself

that his life is good

his life does make sense

the things that he is doing is normal

but that I need to understand that my mind may not always be fully engaged

like it used to be

my mind is in a constant state of being distracted

that I can jump from topic to topic

that I might be happy one minute and sad the next

that I may be all jokester dude at work

and then come home and slouch on the couch

and just want to go to sleep and then

the next thing you know I want to spend time with my nieces

or play guitar hero.

I am a unique person

and the fragments might be remaining from a time prior to my brain surgery

and my wedding

that only shortly occurred after that

but when the day is through

I can wake up another day and know that my adventures

will keep on trucking

thank you for listening

now carry on with your life’s

Love Chris

It’s not what you think…it’s therapy


how he has turned into a beast
the center of attention

We are drifting like clouds
Not sure when he’ll be coming home
to stay

Sneezing down by the lakefront

She is taking a shower

The voices are driving him mad
The insanity is there now for sure
Until sleep comes
the monster is allowed to run free

Sleeping patterns are wild
Yet the sunlight glides through the hallways
every morning

Please no more pills now
Yet he cannot discontinue them
The pain is less extreme then some years ago
Trying to get back what has been lost
It’s still amazing to believe
Staples ran across the left side
Now a scar remains
A shaved head

He goes from happy to depressed multiple times daily
The hospital stay certainly messed with him
Yet no one sees it
Invisible pain
Whenever she walks away from him
He wants to cry

Feeling alone
To wish for no fights is unrealistic

Hate to be mentally off
Not knowing what to do
Love is a real feeling
Hating the way he feels right now
Because it hurts
Who is in control of these words being typed?
Can anyone read this wristwatch?

Going from pure boredom to too many options
What to choose
What to do
Weak with less muscular strength than before
Trying to get rest now but it is hard to do it
Needing to be in a safe and warm place
Loneliness is something he is confronting
Patience is what he needs to embrace

When alone
think of ways to help
Distractions that can really help out
Music to listen to
Movies and TV to watch
Games to play alone
Emails to write
Books to read
Naps to take
Food to eat
But most of all needing help


Feel like going mad
Insanity creeps up wishing to be in control
Must not let the anguish consume him
Please make it go away
He’s a good and normal guy
Not too many years in a lifetime
They get shorter everyday

Please put me where I need to be, oh God!