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Saturated

(Lost for Words)

By BrenPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 2 min read
Top Story - January 2024
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i tried to tell them

what i could see

(i was lost for words)

each time i tried

my explanations

withered with my breathe

(i was lost for words)

the more incoherent

i became

the more i could see

i was caught in a loop

of chemicals and pure wonder

but they were caught

in their own amusement

(i was lost for words)

i looked to this skies that night

i knew

i felt the sky that night

i felt so high; that sight

and even that felt right

that night

i could see

to become a part

of the this

and the that

i had to detach myself from it first

i let myself stay with the sky

as i came apart from it

i could hear

the winds of time

rush the sky through my mind

i could taste

then, now and the future

i was saturated

in bitter and sweet

i was saturated

in the everything of nothing

i was saturated

in blissful happy sadness

that uncurled deep inside

i was saturated

and enveloped

inside a miasmic spiral

a curling plume

of rushing joys

of viscous emotions

of semi tamed winds

i looked

i was shown

both facts and fictions

secrets and lies

the obvious

the mysteries

this thing we are in

it goes on forever

no beginning

no end

a wonderful invisible light

bends around us

bends around everything

everything is connected

we pulse in this pattern

we are saturated in connections

we pulse in this design

we are saturated in all directions

we are the pulses

we are that

that we cannot see

we know everything there is

we just have to find it

we just have to put

the pieces together

we are saturated in it

we are tales

untold

we are journeys

unmade

we are the discoveries

that are yet to be

and we will still thrill

these many jaded worlds

you just have to look

and not see

feel and let go

try and not be

it was then

and only then

that i found

where the gods

had hidden

the dragons

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Bren

"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa

"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend

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  • Aspen Marie 8 months ago

    Oooooo this is fabulous! You describe the feeling of dissolution perfectly. Only those who have been on that journey can walk beside your words as you go through it

  • Cathy holmes2 years ago

    Feels like a journey or quest even. Excellent piece.

  • Mother Combs2 years ago

    Nice

  • You must be an amazing human to know in real life; just sitting back re-reading this and feeling my own pulse. Phew!

  • Mackenzie Davis2 years ago

    This feels like part 1! Like the opening of an epic poem, soon to be continued in an inn near you. Just, gorgeous. I think the first third or so is my favorite part. The clever misuse of language is particularly striking to me, but the following section really captured the essence. "i had to detach myself from it first i let myself stay with the sky as i came apart from it i could hear the winds of time rush the sky through my mind i could taste then, now and the future i was saturated" Ohhh, there's so much here, so much spirituality and philosophy too. It's unbearably surreal, like it's tugging at some part of me. Like the dragons being hidden away is a truth some of us are attuned to, and crave finding, like the narrator does here. This could be in a high fantasy novel. Utterly beautiful.

  • Andie Emerson2 years ago

    Wow. I read it as it was performance poetry and dang it sounded GREAT!

  • Test2 years ago

    This was ethereal for me. It felt relatable and yet untouchable in the elegance of your word choices and the way you let the piece unravel itself! I could see this being a wonderful opening page to a book about dragons!! Great work Brenton!

  • Grz Colm2 years ago

    Noice! It’s unusual! Love the projection of this Brenton..didn’t know where I was heading but enjoyed!! 😁

  • Gina C.2 years ago

    I loved the expressive surrealness of this so much, Brenton! When you said this, "in blissful happy sadness...that uncurled deep inside" the dragon came alive to me in my mind. Awesome job!

  • Adam 2 years ago

    Beautifully written!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!❤️❤️

  • ThePenArtiste2 years ago

    Wow! This is beautiful

  • Kristen Balyeat2 years ago

    I have been in this space and you described it absolutely perfectly. Beautiful and powerful piece, Brenton! Well done!

  • Test2 years ago

    Very powerful beautiful poem!

  • Whoaaaaa, what a wild ride! So intense!

  • L.C. Schäfer2 years ago

    I just have one question. Can I have some? 😁

  • Hannah Moore2 years ago

    That's quite a journey.

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