In The Zone Poem by Patricia Fritsche

i.



Can I lay

complacent, upon weary portals

visiting volumes views

yet unspoken for?



Of deeds turbulent thoughts

life

corking contents of each

until processing is ripe

on board this vessel of mine.



ii.



Channeling immortal, dry thirst

one of dusting

with champion of hope

geysers bolting commanding attention





iii.



as thoughts spews

between empty spaces

arrival's ovation

to be whole of itself gathering all questions.





iv.



Rungs of inspiration

climbing, clearing, coasting

to helm's halo, of light eternal,



I am in the zone.