Jg Collins Poet Prose Poetry

Crimson Fog

Sailing 
through the
crimson fog
to places 
never seen.
Soaring past
strange
worlds, 
stars,
galaxies 
and 
time,
I be.
Seeing universes
as they 
once were
and yet 
to be.
Sliding
through 
alternate
realities 
seeing all
that could
possibly 
be. 
Dazzling vistas
as far
the eye can
see. 
Sensing only
what my
senses allow.
Knowing,
it be the
tip of 
a deeper 
reality.
One I 
will never
see.
Caged in
my limited 
reality I be.

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