Phosphenes

Meant to be read slowly, with purpose and pause.

Phosphenes 

There’s a roundness to my visions, 

a halo wrapped around...the feels, 

somehow, contained within, 

they glide innocently out......... 

like blow-bubbles on a hot summer’s day. 

The taste of mint on my tongue reminds the senses of more, 

and I come back to the pinch pain, 

the fatigued flutter muscle reminding me of the stresses of ... 

the day, 

week, 

month,  

and...this year. 

I’m riding again. 

30,000 feet of cramped sunrise, 

quiet neighbors, 

except behind. 

Staring into the seat in front, 

I observe bent, iridescent light through the window, 

reflecting off particles of floating dust. 

I’m reminded, then, of a word...  

Phosphenes  

" the stars and colors you see when you rub your eyes..." 

Those particles evolve into their own galaxy, 

drifting as dusty thoughts in hushed air, 

swirling silently behind visions that once were 

luminous images... 

trailing in the wake of tired, closed eyes 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

This could be the most beautiful, intriguing and uniquely spiritual post I've read in the cafe. Can only understand in my own way, please forgive. I did read it slowly, then even more so.. and you're oh so right, it gains in calm focus..

For me, it's as near an emotional and visual ride anyone could take during a lifetime, At best it takes you through every sense positive: love and life in every guise.. On the other hand, comes time when familiarity, absence or inability weakens what was.. imagination too learns not to.. ..

I think this poem could and should be read and read ..

[Seriana]

Thank you SO MUCH for that lovely review. I am humbled by it, truly. Sometimes I am more in awe of the review, than the poetry itself. This is one of those times. Thank you so much, Em. Thank you

[emmajoy]

You wrote with skill and feeling, Seriana, all i could do was try to understand. Slightly adjusted some of my comments, they didn't read as sincerely as I meant.