John Lawless Poet Free verse

Refining Consciousness

I awoke
Alone 
In a crowded field
Budding potential
Growing amidst
Disillusionment.
Tossed into the air
Stung by the edges
Of chaffs collusion
Separated
From all connection
To whatever was
Set adrift
On what is

©5/3/2023

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Christuraj Alex May 6, 2023 at 8:39 PM Great growth in reality and realization and refining consciousness. Beautifully written. Congratulations!

Brian Sambourne May 5, 2023 at 7:41 PM The ambiguity of your final 2 lines is an apt end to the twists + turns of what's perceived as consciousness. I much admire concise, sharp poems that leave room for reflection. Congratulations! Brian John Lawless May 6, 2023 at 6:04 AM sort of a reflection on being the "pebble" not the "ripples"

Gershon Wolf May 3, 2023 at 6:24 PM What it is... What it is... What it is... What is it? :) gw John Lawless May 4, 2023 at 4:51 AM It is what it is until it isn't