Thoughts In Sequential Motion

Thoughts In Sequential Motion

A Poem by an I adrift

I

We have now entered

We have now set our sail towards something more

We did not choose this but we do not fight it

The sea's serpents had capsized our vessel

Had murdered out spirits

What I thought back then

Was a world of pretend

A world of discontent

Growing as we remained unaware

What makes us see it now?

What makes us understand?

The spirits encircle everything around them

The light remains and the body is frigid

Whatever we choose to call this place

For however long we may reside

I stand firm in the ruins of this clenched fist


II

The tide picked up

The waves buzzed all around us

In rhythmic motions we felt the pull

The serpent swirled through the depths

And that’s when they took me in

My unconsciousness showed dreams of promise

As we sunk deeper and deeper

The pressure began to build

Saw shards of rock all around me

And was now submerged in an essence of time

Which somehow I longed for

Which somehow I forget

It’s all the same

We finally arrived

It seemed it was finally over

Nothing is what it seems though

And it seems as if it is nothing

But I know it is something

Despite their dejection

I am still here

And they are not

Or are they?


III

Don’t mistake it for something peaceful

Though it can be quite

It has its dark side

An anger to confide

A passion to rise

And guilt to bury

I came here unwilling

I came here somehow knowing

Is this where they hide their information?

They seem cautious

And suddenly I am perplexed

For once I let the silence in

And it gets easier every time

I don’t care what it does

Or what it prevents me from doing

Were you there too?

I could’ve sworn you were


IV

This supposed progress

This notion of logic

It was lost long ago

To this gloomy descent

We were not meant to see

If the clouds hide the sun forever

Then so be it

I don’t deserve its warmth

We’re under them for a reason

They keep it varied

From season to season

Know they do not change a thing

They serve no single purpose

Then to dim our perspectives

And neglect our minds

I feel it will soon come undone

The tide is on my side

And all shall flow towards my light

For all that I am at this moment in time

I still do not know


V

We’ll creep up like creatures

Out for our take of the night

For if only the light would stay

We’d have more peace of mind

But night brings our passion

It brings me into a state of being

So natural, so fluent

Many others have ridden before me

This I know

But I am not afraid

“He” rode it fast

And “He” rode it well

Still no reason to fear

It only distracts


VI

And so I can’t say if I learned anything so far

I can’t say I’m cured

I can’t say I’m free just yet

That would’ve have been all too easy

Where I just went and sometimes go

Is all too a frequent occurrence

I came out without a scratch today

It’s a gambling man’s playground

And you can never win

And this where we’ll conclude

And this is where we’ll next begin

© 2010 an I adrift


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Added on March 17, 2010
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an I adrift
an I adrift

Toms River, NJ



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