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Poem written for and submitted to “Dazzle of the Deep” poetry contest, Gregory Richard Barden, sponsor, October 3, 2025.

ANESTHESIA DRIP-Dazzle of the Deep

ANESTHESIA DRIFT 
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from sterile walls to cosmic, endless night
soul untethered, my body slipping out of sight
stars ignited darkness with their ancient light
released at last from gravity’s embrace,
beyond pale blue dot, another time and place.

and in that void, so vast and strangely deep,
where the universe its secrets it doth keep.
found a peace where weary spirits sleep.
no pain remained, no fear, no earthly care
and pinpricks bright, suspended in the air.

I swam in darkness, bathed in silver light,
distant suns, like diamonds, scattered bright
each twinkling spark, a universe in sight
I drifted then, a soul set free to roam
into the cosmic ocean, starlit dome.

constellations danced in cosmic grace,
pirouettes of wonder in this majestic place,
diamond points of light in an embrace
but deep within this velvet vacuity,
a pulse grew—luminous, soulful acuity.

among the diamond dust of ancient light,
sudden—sparks not grand, not bright
brought an expected, everlasting insight.
and from that void, a truth began to bloom:
that even dark can be in a radiant room.

cosmic duality
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Wolf Avatar
October 4, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Love the radiant perspective here, Sara... And on a personal note, I managed to read five of your poems tonight without seeing one squirrel. Do I get a prize? lol. ~ gw
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 4:11 PM
you crack me up, Gershon....not to worry, the squirrels shall return :-) Yes, you get a prize...a bag of toasted acorns :-) Glad you liked this poem
Grubb Avatar
October 3, 2025 at 10:08 AM
This is stunning, Sara. I feel like I just floated through a post-op dream narrated by Carl Sagan and W. H. Auden. You’ve turned anesthesia into a starlit philosophy. Looks like a winner to me.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 4:12 PM
oh, wow, thanks, Mickey. You 'got' the essence of my poem & I'm grateful. Appreciate your well wishes, Sara
Hind Avatar
October 3, 2025 at 9:33 AM
Wow, Your intuition is apparent in this beautiful write, Sara. When I need hope or I'm tired, just look here. :)
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 4:12 PM
oh, wow, what a wonderful thing to say! Thank you, sweet Paige
Gauthier Avatar
October 3, 2025 at 6:39 AM
Wow ~ a beauty. Added to my FAVE's
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 4:13 PM
thank you for the fave on this poem....most grateful
DiMino Avatar
October 3, 2025 at 4:09 AM
"but deep within this velvet vacuity, a pulse grew—luminous, soulful acuity." -- Love that! "from that void, a truth began to bloom: that even dark can be in a radiant room." -- if limited to physical experience, yes, we see them as contrasts. But you suggest a deeper insight. Amazing poem!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 4:14 PM
thanks for your insights into my poem. You 'got' it...I'm grateful...thanks for visiting today
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