Streaming Thoughts Poem by Steven Aragon
Streaming Thoughts
Streaming thoughts rage through
the mind and the body, drowning the soul
Like white water rapids
propelling a surge of chaos toward
Cascading falls, in which I am
but a driftwood swimming upstream,
plummeting to the jagged rocks below,
submerged by the turbulent rollers
fighting to stay afloat, bouy up,
but just silently sinking down under
like a ship, wrecked, lost forever
in davy jones locker
rusting away like the anchor, waiting to be
salvaged, like lost underwater treasure,
polished, shining bright above the surface,
like the eternal sun, shedding light
on those who paddle around aimlessy,
blinded, flooded by the darkness,
struggling to keep their heads above
the water, while maintaing to keep it out the clouds,
when their feet should be planted, rooted to
the ground, like a blossomed flower sprouting to the sky.
This is a very good. I read some of the others. But this I think is my favorite. =)
I love the water metaphor. Life really boils down to the challenge in your last two lines. It is a battle of perspective and balance. But when we spend so much of our time, swimming the rapids and being tossed about like debris in a tornadic storm, don't we deserve at least a little occasional cloud lounging? : P Provided of course, we know the reality of our circumstances. This was a perfectly worded piece. I don't think there are many who couldn't relate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 7:22:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem. loved the ways you made it so creative and the way you started it made it that much stronger to the end.