I really like this piece. You manage to balance each world whilst drifting on a space walk, tethered to glazed portal. Your descriptions are captivating, they paint a land of eccentric bliss, a place many of us deep thinkers can relate to.
As Michael says - and as is usual with your work - your descriptive writing and the imagery it conjures is second to none. The complete lack of punctuation adds a lovely, rolling sort of peace to this poem - it is a pleasure to read.
Take care and I hope you are well,
Truly mesmerising. I loved every word and image that this poem conjured. The idea of voices tearing at your ears and ideas. Daydreams arriving via unicorn. stepping into a daydream as if it were simply through a window. The feelings of calmness found in sitting by a shimmering lake. Still water I always find calming.
Being handed a menu of choices, yet birds already knowing decisions will be delayed
laying in fine sand as fine as memory foam and the comment about not finding the usual fag in the sand. How many times on a summers day laying in the sand do we hear the whisper of the breeze stay here.
closing the window on that peaceful wonderful place of daydream.
A masterpiece of imagery beautifully portrayed