On a great volume of breathing water
I waited for eyes to find me
Sentimental hands to reach out and
Rescue me from my listless boredom
The high ceilings of the cloudscape
Easily accommodated the flocks of thoughts
Lifted from me by the salt water like fingerprints
As I slipped over the slopes of each wave
Beneath me flowing fields of water grasses
Waved at me from just beneath the glassy surface
Offering me the illusion
That I was free and flying again
©05.23.2017 ebn
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About Me
- Eric
- 1. A brilliant mad doctor scientist who loves to write poetry and draw. 2. A friend to ghosts and children.
Credits
Picture for "Kanye's critics" by Reedwan.
Picture for "Mocking Samson" from The Bible Series which premiered on The History Channel where Nonso Anozie stars as Samson.
Artwork for "Pupil of the universe" and "Untitled" courtesy of Naoto Hattori.
On "Immature" I was listening to Madeleine Peyroux's "Weary Blues" from her album Careless Love.
On "Last rites" I was listening to Craig Armstrong's "Balcony Scene (Romeo and Juliet)" from his album The Space Between Us.
On "Immature" I was listening to Madeleine Peyroux's "Weary Blues" from her album Careless Love.
On "Last rites" I was listening to Craig Armstrong's "Balcony Scene (Romeo and Juliet)" from his album The Space Between Us.
Photograph for "In a lifetime of daydreams" by Sarah Becker. Model Christina Rigaud.
Photograph for "I am an extension of her" Model Emoshun B. Campbell.
Artwork for Sunlight by Arthur Rackham.
The line "Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink" in the poem I don't know what love was is from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
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