perceptions

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in dark conscious…

Challenge Photo IV from Jade

yesterday’s tears
are now morning’s fog
distorting my perceptions
confusing the mental
landmarks of my sanity
i deceive myself
a trance so tranquil
that i am blind
to my own blindness
my thoughts move slowly
suspended in the fog
a blurred rationality
but a desire to feel whole
not some fragment of myself
i am a child
crying out for comfort
but there is none
to be found
and while you embrace
another warm thought
of how you shall
revive my sanity
i listen carefully
to your words
moving without sound
through the air
and
i agree
to whatever you have said
knowing only that i
am lost in the darkness

 

This poem represents my fourth response to  the second challenge series between Jade and I.  As you may recall, each poet provides the other with a series of photos, visual prompts,  from which the poet is to write a poem.  Jade has written her response which can be found here. 

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romance novels…

Section of Rosina & Count Almaviva by F. Keller

her love
was defined
by romance novels
stacked beside the bed
shaping all her perceptions
as if some old lady in new york
knew a damn thing about real love
and so when her book inspired love wane
she’d either get a new man or buy another book