Psilocybin Stride

Syd

 

A face that shifts to different forms
She is no ones property to claim
Beautiful yet toxic
An oil slick in the rain 

 

Her eyes are two way mirrors 
Seeing through materialism
How I love her shades
So beautiful...

 

Refracting and setting light free 
She is a prism within a prison

 

Hair so wild and crazy 
That opens many doors
Running my fingers through her hair 
I am lovingly contaminated 
With mind altering spores   

 

She wore love on her blood red lips 
For she had nothing to hide
She took in all lifes beauty 
Walking through the damp autumn air 
With a proud psilocybin stride

 

Often I would wonder...
Is she part of reality 
Or just a lazy angelic dream?

 

Is she borderline psychosis? 
Will she make me blossom? 
Or will she make me scream?

  • Author: Syd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 14th, 2018 19:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: The picture was the promt for this poem on another site. Unfortunately I didn't get it finished in time to meet the deadline.
  • Category: Fantasy
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Comments2

  • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

    Your fantasies come to life in this poem. I particularly loved the last verse, "Will she make me blossom or will she make me scream."

    I had those exact thoughts the first time I saw the tattoo sleeves. 🙂

    Great job!

    • Syd

      Thank you Tamara. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. I'm kinda unorthodox when writing, my writes don't appeal to most so I very much appreciate your feedback.

      Take care - Syd

      • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

        No problem. I'm not good at giving critique on contemporary poetry, so if I don't comment it is because I find it too difficult to peel away the layers of the onion.

        Yet, I enjoy what I have read and comprehend with respect to your poetry. 🙂

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      • orchidee

        A good write Syd. She seems Kaleidoscopic and psychedelic (not necessarily meaning 'high' on something).
        Time for a lay down to recover, after those long words this time of day! lol.

        • Syd

          Thank you Orchidee. Enjoy your lie down. Thanks for reading and leaving feed back. Much appreciated.

          - Syd



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