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| © Jaime Clark |
I’m caught in a cerebral fog,
An aimless drifter on stormy seas
With no map to guide my way,
Trying to find meaning
In this mental void,
Wishing for
An inspirational lighthouse
To set my thoughts
Back on course.
I feel the void
Echoing its lonely song
Through my world,
An aching that mirrors my every move.
I’m lost in transience,
A floating wisp of ether
That never materializes
Into something substantial.
~~~~ This was written for a photo prompt from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. This also was written for the OctPoWriMo Day 4 prompt of “Inspiration and/or Rules.” (Yeah, playing a little catch up on the prompts!)
