Adrift

Floating in a stream of consciousness,

Thoughts manifest in the still pool.

Adrift on my mind’s raft,

I'm taken to places foreign to me:

Foreign is this anxiety,

And its ebb and flow with depression,

Conjuring waves and storms of blended

Fiction and memory.

Reviews

[Kay]

The line "Conjuring waves and storms of blended/Fiction and memory" is simply awesome. Great poem!

[willmjspencer]

Thanks! That's my favorite line in this one, too.