When You Experience a Poem Potw
The world twirls and spins
There's all that axis stuff
It makes sense to some people
I can't tell if I stand still, staring
Or tumble and fall
I see so clearly sometimes
The meaning of life - in an instant
Felt.
Electricity buzzes
Proximity means something
Then the void of not that
I'll slip into sleep now
Safe in my bed
To ponder the world again tomorrow
For I'm a poet, we do that
Shaping words
To be made sense of by another
And that, in and of itself - is joy
Lived in and occupied joy
It's like, you're at the seaside
Your hand is taken and the poet says
"Run barefoot with me, feel the sand and the sea"
And you feel everything, but it's just a moment
Felt by your whole self
Then you're a sock and shoe wearer
Not at the beach at all
And memories mix with imagination
Just like that axis stuff
It's tricky to understand
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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