Confusion Poem by David Lacey

Confusion



Here I am, a poetic soul lost within the confusion of fairy tale romance.
Here I am, a prophetic soul lost within a realm of ever dancing shadows.

Outside the world is waiting still, there she lay upon the hill beckoning me,
Painting flowers blue and grey, there she lay, awaiting the sun to rule the day.

The clouds are blanket comforts, offering shade at the most poignant of times,
This world is mine for a while, a bubble un-burst reflecting auras of emotion.
The sky is an ocean deep; the sky is beckoning sleep beyond the call for weeping.
Earthed through the act of breathing alone, I know my soul to be growing through
Rooted to the home I know so well as my sanctuary. Soon I am to leave,
Soon I am to breathe again the world anew and know a city green as my asylum.

I am a man who would seek to know you if I did not believe that I was already
Doing so through growing to know myself. I am a man who may never place
The voice of my heart upon the shelf and though ignored at times the calling of
My soul is ever present. I am a dreamer through and through, I have no excuses,
And through dreams I believe that a new heaven, a new reality is revealed.

I am a man who wishes to fulfil the potential of his love, his source. I am a man
Divine as you, I am a man divine as all of your creation. I am an honest man
Though at times confused.

Within a realm of unfolding visions I rest before drifting
And I perceive you in the most feminine of manners, a long flowing emerald gown
And you offer me your hands. This I'll never understand and your name I dare not
Seek to know, but to know myself and flow as I grow I seek, throughout the realms
Of sleep shade shadows.

I am a man of imbalance, I am a man of obsession, I am a man of dream time bliss.
I am a man of many thoughts, I am the man whom cupid caught, wounded here I lie.
I am a man of the sky, I am a man of the fire, I am a man of ecstatic desire though at
Times it takes all my energy to respire, towards unity I aspire, through a balance of shades.

I am a man of patience and I inhabit a world surreal. Who are you?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kee Thampi 13 September 2006

Here I am, a poetic soul lost within the confusion of fairy tale romance. Here I am, a prophetic soul lost within a realm of ever dancing shadows. Outside the world is waiting still, there she lay upon the hill beckoning me, Painting flowers blue and grey, there she lay, awaiting the sun to rule the pessimist inside a young poet is the real doubts and depections...

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