The soft, slow, down-tumble
From the cool side of the pillow
Into the dark recesses of sleep
Is velvet smooth and non- abrading.
A digital demon of the dark chasm,
Presses the “app” for confused reality
Bringing disquietude, but also peace.
Sunrays of sound, cordant and discordant
Night beams of joy, also painful loss
A random collage of personal memories
The shifting days of joy and sorrow,
The reunion of deceased with the living.
(Leonard N. Shapiro, October, 2019)
2 thoughts on “Post # 425 (poesie) THE CHASM”
This is so beautiful, one of my favorite. And on my favorite topics of sleep, consciousness, memory, and impermanence. Thank you for creating this for us to enjoy. I read, and then reread, and then reread in order to absorb layers of the imagery, meaning, rhythm, truth, and finally wisdom.