First Day First Memory
By rayjones
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First Days First Memory
Swaddled in soft baby blue
I cannot speak but I can see you
Squeezing in though crack and portal
Serpent mist you are immortal
I should not see you this I know
Your otherness, your dark secret ebb and flow
But she laid me face up toward the ceiling
I yearned for something more revealing
I did not know no one told me
So I let curiosity unfold me
A flower yawning toward the sun
My new world had just begun
My mind sprang open my doors swung wide
There was nowhere left to hide
So I lay there paralyzed
Too late then I realized
The lock on the window and the lock on the door
Serve a most essential chore
As I lay helpless out it spread
Blackness coiling toward my bed
Rising now it climbs the rail
To choke me in its serpent tail
Blessed fear my brand new friend
Please come save me from certain end
Suddenly my room went white
Purified by bright sunlight
Adrift now in reality
I’m as a leaf plucked from a tree
Flying yes but falling free
Wondering what will become of me
This course terrain we call the Earth
Swollen sphere soon to give birth
To some new place I long to be
A place of global empathy
Where love is air and life is whole
A sea of peace wash pole to pole
Or is this wishful thinking
To distract me from the world that’s sinking
For I’ve no need to wonder why
Oh fallen Earth you mourn and cry
Every lava belch and new earthquake
Your tired worn crust surely is about to break
Falling I from life’s pretense
It I who's jumped some astral fence
I see these things through mortal eyes
My innocence so quickly dies
For that’s how I see myself you see
An intruder in life’s mystery
Sitting in my comfort cell
And trying hard not to tell
Yet here I sit pounding keys
Pecking at life’s mysteries
And those that read each word I type
Must think I revel in foolish hype
But no that is not the case you see
I’m simply plagued by own strange history
This poem is not a fantasy
But a taunting tainting memory
Okay I said it clear and plain
You must think me quite insane
Anyway the truth is out
And now you know what I’m about
If it's is too much just let me know
I’ll log out and then I’ll go
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Wish I could remember back
Wish I could remember back this far, I sometimes thik I can recall moments from being a baby, I guess it's all lurking there somewhere. Really interesting perspective.
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Fantastically original, Ray.
Fantastically original, Ray. Really enjoyed. Keeeeeeeeeeeeep writing, as they say
Tina
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