WishfuL ThinkinG.....

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WishfuL ThinkinG....







My mind likes to wander.
Puttering in a fertile oasis.
I drift, thumbing pictures in my head.

Pristine blue waters,
towering mountains,
eddies swirling in granite boulder filled streams.


Gazing upward, I'm nestled in a bed of kelp.
Exhaling, bubbles skitter about,
arcing to escape liquid confines.
Beauty caresses me in my cocoon.

Chaos lurks nearby, angling for position.
Anxious, impatiently waiting.

Tirelessly demanding.


I slide off into an Abyss,
gliding between vivid and transparent.

Past experiences so clear,
I am sure I've touched them... again.

Emotions stir - - - Pure, unrefined emotions,
not yet tainted by life.

A silent parade before me,
tears of joy, sadness and its tightening coil,
Amidst all, anger tumbling frantically, a sudden swell of pride.

Collectively they rise and fall to meet my curiosity.
Blankly, I stare,
focus slowly drifts in and out, ebbing like a tide.


Today, I watched my dad,
taking me to SchooL---
as a young man,
holding my small hands in his warm big palm.

But, as I opened my Eyes,
I realised it was the Dream Again!

The Dream I see over and Over...


I better take my leave now, off to my safe place,

Where the tears don't hurt and the HEART doesn't itch with Longing....

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To the Ones I have LOST.

--Isa


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Thank you if you are reading this Poem!

Lots of Love ❤️

-- Yours Isa

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