Cracks of reality

sorenbarrett

Eerily strange, the same but things change
A place I was never shown, yet familiar and known
Family I had not met, a face with caret
Ghosts of another life, same children and wife
Time knotted in distortion, twisted upon itself a contortion
In a second a year reckoned 
Mixed and blended reality upended
Confusion pours through eye's windows and doors
Drowning a brain of one that was sane

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  • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

    Good write my friend, it speaks to me of alternative dimensions, much enjoyed

  • soheil khodaparasti

    A haunting and thought-provoking poem.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks very much Soheil your words of support mean a great deal.

      • soheil khodaparasti

        Thank you very much. My best wishes are with you.

      • David Wakeling

        This sounds like a nightmare or dream. Very powerful images here. Certainly well constructed with the double rhyme. Makes me think

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you David I appreciate the review and comment yes it is based on a dream the somehow persists in reality.

        • Paul Bell

          Feels like being in the care home with dementia, memories coming and going.
          Though in saying that, I have been in places where I knew where I was going, and evereything was familar, but it was the first time I had been there.
          Walking in someones footsteps.

          • sorenbarrett

            Exactly Paul somewhere in the juncture of dreams, dementia, reality and some would say another life things meet and one blurs into the other. Your read and comments are most welcome and valued my friend

          • arqios

            The mind can be as slippery as an eel.

            • sorenbarrett

              You said it my friend. Thanks for the read and well put comment my good friend

              • arqios

                Most welcome, friend 🙏🏻🕊️

              • Thomas W Case

                There’s a damn eerie quality here, like déjà vu stretched into an alternate lifetime where time has folded back on itself. The strongest line for me is “In a second a year reckoned”—it captures that disorienting collapse of time before the final image of sanity drowning through the eyes.

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thanks my friend your interpretive feeling is just what was intended and what I experienced in the dream that inspired this write. Most appreciated Thomas

                • orchidee

                  Good write SB. if it was not so serious, one may say to me 'Since when were you sane? When did it happen that you went insane? From about age 1?' lol.

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Oh dear Orchi don't be so serious, I have always been a bit whacky born with a screw loose. I believe that sanity the first sign of the onset of insanity. Thanks so much for the read my good friend.

                  • Lorenz

                    welcome to the twilight zone to share a good old bourbon with Rod Seling !

                    • sorenbarrett

                      Thanks so much Lorenz you words appreciated

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      Soren, what an eerie and powerful piece. It pulled me into a world where memory, identity, and perception no longer obey their boundaries...recognizable and completely alien at once. This one leaves the mind unsteady, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks so much Tristan it did its job then. It originated with a dream of this sort that still is wedged in my mind. I appreciate your read and comment my good friend

                      • mylastwrites

                        Your first two words say it. Excellent write. Thoroughly enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing.

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thanks for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated.

                        • Kevin Hulme

                          Maybe echos of a previous life seeping through.
                          You read about such things.
                          A Haunting Read.

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thank you Kevin your read and comment are most appreciated and who know maybe true. Dreams are strange things that have little explanation

                            • Kevin Hulme

                              My Pleasure.

                            • Donteatmecows

                              hell yeah, a favorite!

                              • sorenbarrett

                                Thanks so much for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated my friend



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