Paloma P Poet Free verse

Mind-Boggling Disarray

There's madness in enlightenment,
preferring darkly recesses of denial
    whilst moon descends sensibilities,
shedding white powder florescence
fracturing every crack & crevice,
most days long to dwell
in oblivion, remembers it fondly,
before unicorns and monsters
became real and materialized
   taunting duskiest memories

always knew in her bones
  that something was askew,
fear and breathlessness
  a huge part of her psyche,
on the surface she seemed
  to have it together but,
    her marrow was aware,
as dysfunctional trembled - -
 nagging blitzed neurons,
  felt its prevailing intrusiveness
a foreboding presence beckoning
in blindingly echoed vocalizations,
 long before time even existed

She lives in continuous disorder,
  tucked away within her own reflection
   chaos extruding every wakeful moment,
powerless to cease mind-boggling adaptations

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Chris Green December 12, 2016 at 6:49 AM If this poem is the result of living in continuous disorder, then I say take all of the alphabetically placed cards and toss them straight up into the air, because disorder needs to be the order of the day. Really cool Paloma, scattered thoughts placed on a page for us to wander through...I think I got lost in there

CayCay Godwin December 10, 2016 at 7:45 PM I was in love with this by the 2nd line! You have explored, in Paloma fashion, denial and many of its forms. I bet if I read again, I'd pick up on more 'explorations' and you are definitely a writer to be read more than once. You could be studied line by line and still have more revealed afterwards. Yi, girl ... CayCay

Connie Marcum Wong December 10, 2016 at 5:57 PM A bit of moon madness Paloma. An explosion of thoughts, scattered yet articulate in contrast. I enjoyed it! 7 ; ) Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 6:52 PM Moon madness, I plead the fifth. :) Thanks Connie.

Freddie Robinson Jr. December 10, 2016 at 5:52 PM A peek into the warped mind of an unbalanced person. Fascinating poem, Paloma. Scary, but undeniably thrilling ride into the heart of madness. Functionally insane, I suppose. Love the prose. Love always. Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 6:52 PM Yeah, that unbalanced brain is mine. :) Functionally insane, isn't that an oxymoron Freddie? Or is that like a highly-functional drunk. Thanks so much.

Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 3:03 PM Quite a ride. Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 3:28 PM Grazie mille Doug, you're welcome any time. :)

Alexis Y. December 10, 2016 at 11:41 AM WoW! Paloma, it was as though you let the reader see into the mind of someone with a mental disorder. I must say It was a the bizarre trip. Well done. A without doubt 7+ :-) Alexis Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 3:26 PM Thanks Alexis, much appreciated, glad it took you there. :)

Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2016 at 10:44 AM This piece has a schizophrenic feel to it. A well expressed captivating piece. Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 10:52 AM I'm not schizophrenic and neither am I. :) Thanks much Richard.

Daniel Turner December 10, 2016 at 9:08 AM I suppose it would all depend on the type of enlightenment. My thoughts are with you, Paloma. Hoping all is well with you:) Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 9:11 AM Oblivion is golden. I'm fine, just writing o'bit of poetic madness to occupy my mind. :) Grazie mille Danny.

Heidi Sands December 10, 2016 at 8:14 AM Wow Paloma - you have it going this morning! What an intense poem describing truth of what many can go through. Well done :) Paloma P December 10, 2016 at 9:05 AM Thrilled you enjoyed this one Heidi, yep it's a shame. :)