Legacy Imagined

 

Staring towards God’s lair

The sky like my fireplace;

Cold, dark, empty…

I tilt my head: nothing changed,

Except my point of view.

I close my eyes; clarity becomes surreal,

The sky a glowing amber,

Psychological flames heat my mind

Causing it to rise…

Carried away on a hypnotic breeze.

I shout at the top of my lungs

So my thoughts can ride my vocal hopes

Like a magic carpet, till they become vapor trails.

I freefall; the ocean my safety net,

The tide my salvation,

The shoreline my savior.

My footprints in the sand

Become hot to the touch,

Each step sinking deeper

Till I find myself

Within a foreign basement;

The smell of roses permeates

This damp structure,

Somehow unsettling to my senses

My stomach tightens

Like a hangman’s noose.

A flicker, then a flash;

A spotlight then accents a table

With a game of poker in progress…

I’m compelled to join.

Five card draws the game;

E.A. Poe to my left,

The lizard king to my right…

All my cards; ace of spades

Still I win the hand;

A gust of wind,

I open my eyes…

The sky is blue

My face pale white.

Reviews

[Bare trees]

If I didn't know any better I'd say you had one hell of an lsd trip. Or was it acid, Mushrooms? Just a dream? Whatever it was, you explained it well and it seemed to go by pretty fast which shows how engrossed I was. To be sitting next to those guys would be somthing. Good job.

[Rossen]

Carried me away... you have reached a new level Dale,

WOW!

[Narnie]

I still think this is one of your best, cowboy... so thought I'd mention it again. It has a genuine and easy flow of words, which spin images within them.

[Angelalala]

this is an intriguing & amazing write. I love the ocean imagery, & the ending with poe & the lizard king. this is truly what a poem should be. mysterious, engaging, dazzling imagery, leaving the reader in awe. going in my library. a brilliant piece of work!

[Miss Coral]

Very different from your norm, but I like it. Wonderful imagery, the shifting from scene to scene is very smooth; great write.

-Coral-

[Poetic Beauty]

I love this the Lizard King, Jim Morrison. I don't know that I would want to play cards with him. lol The details and dream like state of this poem take you on a journey abut the description of being carried away has many spiritual references which allowed me to guess where the journey was taking you. Then playing card with two creative geniuses let me know your location. the way you carried this poem through from beginning to end is wonderful

Clearly I'm not the only one who paused at
"I tilt my head: nothing changed,
Except my point of view."
I love finding profound nuggets like that.
So then he wakes up. or does he..

[Marie Harrison]

Cool poem. What a dream poker game that would be with that pair. Would you be able to maintain you poker face in such a game? Great job!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

The weather was symbolic of this poem today. It started out bleak, overcast and gray, then the sun's rays burst through the clouds, lighting the sky, and lifting the spirit. Great job.

Linda Marie

[Moonflower]

This was creative and interesting. Good write.

[Forever Mine]

Wow...this made me think. good job