Pausing for effect
then turning around
to face the hour
the day
the week lately past
now stowed indefinitely
as in a festooned attic
he waved himself goodbye.
He had no idea when that dream ended
and when this one had begun.
All the good things of the world
could not save him
from staring into the sun.
Sometimes some of us feel a little bit like lost prophets of our own lives; slightly bewildered, perhaps a little mad, waiting for that "thing" to drift by again. Beautifully rendered Ray.
Cheers,
Suki
Having just an idea of losing the mind and not able to look back was my plan, and I'm so grateful to get your likes and warmth of appreciation.
Thanks elP David and Martin. x
elPintor
Sun 7th May 2017 12:56
I love this, Ray. I've been going over it since you first posted it and I think it's simply beautiful.
elP
Good one this Ray, drifting from one state to another without realising it, and being sucked into the inevitable
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raypool
Tue 9th May 2017 14:07
Thanks Suki for your valued comment - another point of view of the basically ungraspable!
Ray