Blank eyed, I gaze
Not at anything
But through everything
Blank skies in my head
No clouds of thought
Float today
No ideas sail
Upon the waves of my mind
The ebb and flow of the tide
Momentarily deceased
No shimmer of light graces the surface
No speck of inspiration
Nor reflective motivation
The sun sleeps still
And the moon
Not yet born.
Thank you so much Juan, I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. Think I will have to give The Great Divorce a read.
This is so...I can't find a single word...It reminds me of C.S Lewis' The Great Divorce where some people in purgatory, the grey town, thought that they were witnessing a very long dawn (time just before sunrise) but it was really dusk (the time just before sundown) ...It really is a great poem in my opinion.
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Rich
Wed 15th Feb 2017 17:53
Reminds me of me having one of those moments. Thank you. Great poem.