Togetherness
While out walking one day, he started saying what needed to be said:
The walls are not so high
that we can't see each other over them
Our pupils now dilate
let in more light
dispel lives-long delusions
Circling back
we arrive at a changed spot of the infinite
a spot of fuller beings
our hearts powered by crows taking flight
A spark of the infinite
has taken hold
You will see
But not today
and not until you are ready
to bask in your own source
of knowing
This is my entry to @mariannewest's daily freewrite challenge. Today's prompt was lonely. Please come write one of your own. It doesn't have to be a poem. It doesn't even have to be a thing. Just come join us, because togetherness is where it's at.
Something is happening. Can you feel it?
Beautiful poem refreshes your soul.
oh thank you! That is what I hope to do in my poetry now. We could all do with refreshed souls.
Yes, sometimes I can feel it. Very nice poem. I especially like the walkers circling back, as birds often do, and the end of the stanza with the crows. For me, you created a single image of birds out of disparate elements, a oneness that is the something happening and touches your theme of togetherness. Damn. Well done.
I know that you know freewrites carry messages the writer themselves don't know they've put in there. With freewrite poetry, this is amplified. You've found
for me. It is always a pleasure to have you in my space. Thank you for coming.
❤️