The room spins
as a slideshow
rollercoaster
out of control.
Balance
interrupts
body and mind
encircling visions.
I stand falling
to the left
to the right
unsure.
Eyes flicker
as pixels on
a computer screen
cross-eyed.
Unsteady
fear born
freefalling
without wings.
Drunk
without alcohol
a sobering
disease.
Sporadic
movements
gestures of
dizziness.
I lay softly
as snow on branches
still in the midst
of chaos.
Yet the room spins
a monotonous carousel
counterclockwise
undetermined.
Stop the motion
meandering madness
and let me see
a still life.
It sits alone
a tattered fixture
housing age worn memories.
Splintered planks
forgotten woodchips
strewn over time.
I reminisce
that warm afternoon
sharing thoughts
laughter, love.
I smile
each time I pass
the green park bench
and remember us.
And the leaves speak
through silent branches
their voices carried
by winds of change.
Mother Earth colors
Autumnal hues
warmly toasted
reflections of the sun.
November noon
debuts a play
where nature’s performance
unfolds seasons.
And the stage is set.
Eastern sun
slowly rises
warming
Victoria Harbour
erhu strings
windswept
saturate
dawn rituals
and we move
slowly
in unison
as one
unspoken vibrations
musical meditations
enlightened affirmations!
