day after mania

 

open eyes, open
to the blue world
stay awake to look
around and see
 
what you did yesterday
in feverish amusement
drove 50 in a 25
laughed the whole way
spun out of control
 
10% cautious observer
90% wild, hungry
for sensation
color saturation
speed rain body touch
couldn’t get enough of
brash raw elements
 
10% sighed relief
upon arriving home
90% climbed the roof and
danced atop the skylight
stomping until it cracked
drip, drip, drip
 
open eyes, open
you are in deep
 
the ramifications
start now
 

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(c) 2013

Published by Marie Marchand

Poetry for me has always been a seeking. Always. An effort to come closer to beauty, to explicate beauty, to behold it in words. I wish to formalize beauty, to give it a title and empower it to go forth into the world. I want to give it shape and lend it the capacity for remembrance. Poetry captures essence. Without essence, there is nothing worth saving. John Keats and William Wordsworth are my favorite poets. My absolute favorite poem to read aloud is Wordsworth's Lines, otherwise referred to as Tintern Abbey. And it must be read aloud at least annually for uplift of the soul. I have shared my poetry through various means including handmade chapbooks, readings, and publication. All the poetry posted on this site is written and copyrighted by me. This collection represents about half of my poetry.