25 July 2006

Synesthetic Time


Reading you
fires neurones
long ago left for dead.

My mind colours
a million possibilities,
and a myriad of futures
hover between a spectrum
of clearness and light.

Time takes on
the momentum of a surf wave
with decades morphing
into the turquoise depths
of a thousand centuries.

Consciousness
remains intimately bereft
of the experience
in a parallel life.
And death is a violent splash
in the moment of a rainbow.

9 comments:

Crunchy Weta said...

This is AMAZING Leigh!

(c) sleight of mind 2006 said...

Thank you sir, I was in the (time) zone :)

Marco said...

I traveled with you as I read this. Excellent :)

Marco

rebeleyeball said...

I haven't commented in a while but I have been visiting to read your postings. You still blow me away.

(c) sleight of mind 2006 said...

Marco - thank you so much for visiting :)

Rebeleyeball - thank you so much for returning :)

Rappaccini's Daughter said...

I love that you measure time with explosive color.
And even make the prospect of death this dazzling kaliedoscope. Be not afraid.

(c) sleight of mind 2006 said...

Hi Rappaccini's daughter :), thanks for visiting again, I enjoyed writing this.

rch said...

Hi Leigh, I enjoyed this very much. It has an even flow with some interesting images to consider. The last verse is brilliant and love the colors. Take care,

Bob

(c) sleight of mind 2006 said...

Hi Bob, thanks for visiting, and I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. It seemed to just flow when I wrote it, unlike other poems I have written that have not flowed at all! Hope you visit again, Leigh :)