All In The Etheric (Cor.) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

All In The Etheric (Cor.)



Something wrong with last night’s
salad - cucumbers and tomatoes
lukewarm - not crisp and cool, the
eggs were blue, stale meat strips
camouflaged with sauce; I rolled

Around in bed without any tranquil
thoughts, unable to let the etheric
body leave the physical to gallivant
about at night- although there was
little hope, I wanted to try flying to

The beach, watch the sea, all in the
etheric – travelling faster than light
Lobsang Rampa says - but - by not
sleeping an out-of-body experience
was not vouchsafed me; I planned

My escape today - diving into my
new book called “Fenella Fang” to
find out how a vampire deals with
those who disturb her crypt, this
will set my etheric free - I think -

Or it might complement my crystal
consciousness - symbolised by the
silver mask & prism effect of shining
rainbow strips covering my desk

Friday, March 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: escape
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