Saw my death from a cliff the other day.
It was beautiful. Free stroll 500 meters down.
Lo! look! I levitate! 500 meters up, above the ground.
Ectopic, pregnant pause twixt here and there, then and
Now... now, soon I'll reach the floor, the door, my
Cinematic retribution for the dizzied, careless stride... I was
Enthralled, almost enamored with this lucid dream.
About the Creator
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith2 days ago in Humor
Comments (6)
Great Adventure...
You be careful up there.... don't need you falling! 😉
Don’t get too enamoured! Ha! Did you take this pic? Did you go rock climbing? You’re a character! Where ya been?
I like how "ectopic" acts as an anchor in this, like it was never meant to stick, this moment of beauty, always doomed for death. Yet the actual definition paints a different picture, one of an abnormal place. I'd say being 500 meters up on a cliff is quite abnormal, and then to fall through the air... I admit, to see one's own death in a lucid dream would be quite, quite terrifying. I like how fantastical your poem is in conveying a sense of beauty about it all, instead. Very fitting for a lucid dream to still be...off in that way, yet still true. :D I feel I could go on, but I won't, save WOW that picture! Is that where you live (or close by)?? If it's not Switzerland then WHERE IS IT? Lol!
Great take on the challenge. Suspension in air and reality.
Kind of bewitching.