last night i went swimming in the ocean of my mind
deep diving in the speaking water
and she told me stories of the underworld
where fractions of utopia lie
to get there, she told me to surpass the blue
and my naivety threw itself at the first wall
taking turns of three degree water burns
to enter a realm of green she called the deeper level
reflecting flares of parallel stares
continued to bring me to a halt
but she told me to surpass the green
by temporarily sleeping but keeping
my eyes blurred from fake meaning when needed
with my eyes now open to a level of truth
i enter the deepest stage a shade of red
but surpassing this level was the easiest task
as by breaking through levels, i’d removed a mask
and left room for love to take me past
as i reached the underworld, i stood with confusion
eye-line to the shore beside the ocean
who spoke to me with raw devotion
and said ‘this is all that you’d been hoping’
as soon as vulnerability faded away
as soon as i broke through the blue, green and red stage
i reminisced on the words the ocean said
and realised i had always been where utopia lay
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Author:
tyler wyatt (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
I'll be honest - I don't usually get along at all well with the poetry which spends interminable lines examining the poet's internal workings. I want to shout 'Get out there and examine the world'.
However I found myself in synchronicity with this one, so...
Now I don't feel qualified to say'Welcome to MPS' - haven't got the seniority. However someone will assuredly be along soon. In the meantime, Good Luck anyway.
Dave
Utopia is as always within use all we need is the ability to find it as you have done.
Welcome to MPS.
Wow....
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