Voyages

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Nov 04, 2016

Simmering on a distant shore, my minds eye floats upon.
Swirling thought upon swirling thought do my reflections grow.
Infinite realms offer fertile grounds to burrow through.
Mountains of realities the minds eye sees one as real as them all.
Traveling through oceans of ethereal thought, swimming through the
infinite, the possibilities the minds eye can see.
Rays of thought pass thru the the mind as rays of light do too.
Reflections on the infinite my minds eye wanders thru.
Accepting what I see, nearly impossible to do.
Impressions of possibilities that boil up, reaching out.
Infinite possibilities bringing closer, I aim to do.
Back I light on familiar ground having made my recent voyage, till
next I float once again through the clouds of infinitely

 

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Jazz Force commented on Dec 22, 2017 at 12:49am
Try metaphors.. Be creative.. there are no rules but if there were that would be one.

 

 

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