Illusion

So much imaginary – like ghosts in space
Yet real, alive, distinct mind provoking 
Much of what we hear and see is an illusion 
Or a transient dream
Distortion hammered into our senses
 
Look at the ocean waves - to the horizon 
Peak from high mountaintop 
Below, a foreboding, splendid landscape Is the bird’s song real? 
Or even the moan and ecstatic body movement of a lover 

Hear the rumble of thunder 
The awe of the crashing, vibrating lightning 
See the gigantic contours of gray dark monster clouds Or witness actors on the stage 
Transform into new bodies and characters 

Or create a replica of life so real 
All our sense are bombarded constantly 
Unknown waves pass through our bodies 
All in an instant illusion of time 
We don’t even shake, rattle and roll!
  
How quickly life passes by 
We wonder who we are? How we fit in? 
We are small mobile creatures on two legs, foraging  
We use an odd mixture of phonemes and syllables 
To communicate and often to miscommunicate  

Only at the cry of the baby’s birth 
The crash of the car accident 
Or parting with a dear friend 
Only then - 
Reality dissolves our illusion

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.