You see, you feel it on the skin once things turn.
It’s in the air.
It touched me, head to toe, all at the same time.
Up above and far away,
higher and outer, perhaps the mind got hooked
and kept swinging.
It didn’t wake up to the shiver.
Had I dived?
I, for once, was soaked.
Blind to what was happening further inside,
yet I’d swear how my skin was nothing but sponge.
Still, no drop had wet my innards.
It just flowed, endlessly.
Licking the skin, sliding on the surface.
Then floated away.
Not everything was aquatic, I guessed.
For the breath didn’t show resistance.
I got a hint.
It wasn’t real.
Or maybe I, wasn’t me.
The pool, its surface dyed in an impish cyan.
All I craved and all I feared.
When I jumped, I was nothing but dye.
Not water.
Castaway in a dream catcher.
And the dream went bad and turned into paper.
I saw me from a distance, facing my back.
What I am looking at beyond the horizon?
The world shrunk in a flash.
I wasn’t told, with wings to get adorned.
I don’t want my sky blue and the brush is not with me.
I’ll be damned here, staring at the lifeless birds.
Stuck smudge on a stained canvas.
Now I dream of freedom in some sterile white.
Which key to stop the time?
Silence crafts the melody again.
What I wouldn’t give to get rid of the old discords.
Not to remember, not to regret.
Not to seek and not to hide.
Hard as it can be to leave the bygones,
harder to meeting them anew.
And these you’ll be longing, they have long forgotten you.
We end up smudged, with missing pieces.
We are our very own masterpieces.
I’m certain now.
I hadn’t dived.
I had drowned.
This is how my drops of poetry in the ocean of a forgotten truth was found.
Paper boat it might be but I am the captain.
Let me sail in my ocean of harmony.
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Jessie Wylder
Writing has been my safe place, my antidote to grief, my love language, my psychonaut trips.
I'll give you what we all need; a hand, a shoulder, an empty page to sign your existence.
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I loved it! It is very moving!
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The imagery in this made me feel adrift in an ocean.