Flash Poetry #2: Drift
by Cailleachna
Posted: Saturday, February 25, 2006 Word Count: 98 Summary: 'Skimming stones, between the fizz of static.' |
Silence fills me, a
Kind of peaceful breath
Inside my lungs, spreads to
My heart,
My spine
I wait for something
Not knowing why I wait
Giving my faith over to the mystery.
Shining light from my hands, my eyes closed
Tightly, this is no
Ordinary time and space
Now I feel the room
Expand around me
Somehow taking my sight beyond my sight
Between the lights,
The night-dark sky, the clouds froth,
Fizz, a barrier like a blanket
Of water. I sense the perimeter. I sense the
Static, keeping me within my limits. Early days. I'll learn.
Kind of peaceful breath
Inside my lungs, spreads to
My heart,
My spine
I wait for something
Not knowing why I wait
Giving my faith over to the mystery.
Shining light from my hands, my eyes closed
Tightly, this is no
Ordinary time and space
Now I feel the room
Expand around me
Somehow taking my sight beyond my sight
Between the lights,
The night-dark sky, the clouds froth,
Fizz, a barrier like a blanket
Of water. I sense the perimeter. I sense the
Static, keeping me within my limits. Early days. I'll learn.