Dream of the Mayfly

this world wills thee to sleep

dream
re-imagined
world forgiven
severed souls surreal
delusory
finessing illusion

no time to wait
concealing the bait
one leads to the other
breeds another
then supersedes the other
the other to wane
defaming the name
reigning in vain
concentrically known
homogeneously sown
extrinsically honed
to trip down memory lamed
no interval between now and again
no fall to face
whimsically interlaced
intrafaced

we are mayflies
flotsam
stealing moments
thinking we own
thinking they’re forever
thinking

thinking is subjective

testing
paper tigers of intent
scrambling to reinvent
desperate to circumvent

realeyes

there is an awakening that will make this all seem like the dream

 

 

Written by Scott Schoffstall
© September 08, 2011
all rights reserved
Poetic Sojourn

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About Scott Schoffstall

I'm a relatively new poet having started in earnest 11/2010. I have sought the authentic and am still on that quest. I've diverged from the norm yet always reached for the universal. My interests were always beyond the here and now. Beyond the taste, touch, smell, hear, see. Where the mind and the spirit transcend the physical. They say perception is reality. Is it? Are we truly all there is?

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