Like Watercolor Bleeding

rrodriguez

Like watercolor bleeding

    across the page—

        my thoughts refuse

            to stay tethered

                inside of me.

 

They flicker through

    the dark crevices

        of my brain,

            spilling into

                liquid silver.

 

I watch them unfurl

    into thoughts

        I do not control.

            They float,

                pieces of me scattered

                    across the atmosphere.

 

Some seep

    into the clouds

        and become

            nourishing rain.

 

When it falls,

    dreams bloom

        in a shimmering haze.

 

I stand in awe

    of an enrapturing glow—

        like moonlight

            dancing on water—

 

                where the silver veil hovers,

                    gently undulating

                        in a magical show.

  • Author: rrodriguez (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2025 09:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: This weekend, I was traveling back to Puerto Rico from Indiana. During a layover in Baltimore, I opened my poetry workbook and found an assignment: to write a poem using the word phosphenes as a prompt—without mentioning the word itself. I gave it some thought, worked on it, and this is what I came up with.
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  • sorenbarrett

    Beautiful in its imagery, wonderous in metaphor it speaks to the reader. Lovely

    • rrodriguez

      So happy that the poem has that effect. Your words tell me I'm on the right path. Thank you for reading my poem and commenting on it. Thank you again!

    • Poetic Licence

      That paints a very beautiful picture, enjoyed the read



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