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Illumination

Dreaming With Eyes Open

By Nicole OliverPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Illumination
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I fell asleep last night

feeling heavy

spending hours as I

tossed and turned

through all the

layers of my sheets

Draped in judgment

cushioned safely in

unwanted opinions

and projections —

Who w/could I be

when I give

this shame away?

Peeling back the

first, only foreign

remains revealed

underneath the

surface.

Years fighting within

my own vessel, a

violent voice echos

through the cracks:

“make my mind mute”

But a knowing

softly simmers in a

home of deep resilience that

serves without notice

to an owner

who is - dissonant.

Still, what’s raw burns

the palms of the

brave, who are

seeking;

so ignite me.

Blazing a brilliance

no eye will see just

where one ember meets the

core, yet “you’re glowing!”

My! a wild

inferno impassioned in

me?

Soot smudged edges

enlighten, and yet I am

no dust nor ash,

I am; light.

- Illumination

performance poetry

About the Creator

Nicole Oliver

Welcome!

My goal is to evoke emotions, senses, & feelings through the power of language. I am a Poet and writer, Certified Personal Trainer, & nature lover.

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  • Just Daniel4 years ago

    I absolutely love the imagery you used in this poem alongside the oxymoron of the sheets-seemingly giving you comfort but at the same time, suffocating you, making trapping you within. I feel this. However, the spark within will prevail to the very end, building in power to become a steady flame unwavering.

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