night visions
A Poem by TamiViolet
just a thought...
The
night
struggles
with
illusions
of
drowning
in
a
warm,
turquoise
sea...
Tiny
grains
of
sand
float
in
front
of
eyes
opened
wide
as
we
sink
deeper...
deeper...
trapped...
in clarity.
© 2009 TamiViolet
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I'm reading a Stephen King ... and I came across a line -- as you do with him -- with a ring to it: 'sharp-edged clarity of thought'. I marked the page even. So I smiled when I saw where your sinuous poem was leading. Much in life is opaque and to the odd dash of clarity is absolutely refreshing. The 'warm tourquoise sea' has an allure about it. The images you conjour up, reinforced by the appealing shape of the poem, make the notion of drowing under such circumstances seem positively appealing. I actually felt underwater in a pleasant way as I read this poem. I wonder if there is some womb ativism in play here. On the other hand, people often talk of drowing in the cares of life and water is said to symbolise emotions. This is a dynamic poem, an enjoyable read. What a sting though, that the achieving clarity involves entrapment.
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