Odyssey
Clairvoyant whispers,
fleeting visions
reveal the future, disjointed.
So abruptly it must be a dream.
Synaptic potentials randomly discharged,
a subconscious creation or Divine inspiration?
If they were only true…
they offer hope, purpose
but what do they mean?
It’s too surreal.
One could get lost searching
in the dark corners of the mind
and return broken, bitter.
How do you follow blindly?
Trust innately, discern reality
when perception distorts your experience?
If you could put it all together,
make sense of your senses
you could find Meaning,
Illusion of control,
Peace.
About Cole Bradburn
I'm a writer and doctor in lifelong pursuit of health, happiness, and adventure. I currently live in Raleigh, NC with the love of my life and our amazing boys.
Fantastic! That picture is gorgeous too. Absolutely beautiful work. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks for the encouragement Jim, I appreciate you! Some poetry is harder for me to share, I’m working on overcoming that.
Simply beautiful. Thanks for sharing this, Cole.
Thanks for the kind words Todd! I’m trying to stretch myself and share more like this.
Lovely work. Now I want to read more. 🙂 Share it with us.