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Psychadelic

by Lëaf Ednïwinga · 2nd August 2018

psychedelic poem

Poem

In the afterglow
I shine like a worm.
Verses go swirling round my head again;
The day is pale and grey.
Cracking eggs on the windowsill,
And thawing butter on the radiator.
Cold beams of light
Come in and illuminate
Those bloodstains on the stone.
The warmth is eaten by scraps of wind
Like moths chewing holes in a coat.
Illusions of life as it used to be
Are sitting in the shadows with me
Thinking about those bygone pancakes and tufts of hair.

The wind is alive; singing wistfully round the corners
And whistling shrilly in the cracks.
Black birds peck at the memories;
Each swallowing a separate piece,
Scissory shapes devouring their fabric.
The memories are now but specters:
With no one left to recognize them,
They are strangers in the ghost town;
Drawing designs in whats left of the dust.

Watching silver dragons:
Ethereal, head-swallowing-tail,
Go curling in the light.
My hair stands on end
The clouds are sizzling in the air;
A storm is coming.
Humming bits of broken record,
I wait in the deathly calm before it hits.

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photograph by Kawin Ha

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Lëaf Ednïwinga

Artist, dreamer, coffee addict, vagabond traveler and world's most creative adrenaline junkie. I'm in love with poetry & dream to spend my days writing Steampunk fantasy, drinking tea & drawing what butterfly wings look like under a microscope. I have always been most drawn to writing about legends, whether that's retelling them or completely re-imagining them, because there is so much mystery and potential there. I believe that the most inspiration comes from our darkest days, not the ones where we are happiest, because if we are happy, we don't have much to write about. A few years ago, I spent over 9 months in Karaganda, Kazakhstan where I taught EFL during the day and wrote poetry by night. During that time I was at a really fragile point in my life, so writing was really my only escape. I wrote over 200 poems during my time there, which sparked my love of the genre. I don't follow any particular type of poetry or rules, I just write what feels right, sometimes all rhyming, sometimes only partially or internally rhyming, and sometimes not rhyming at all. Besides reading other authors' poetry, I am most inspired by Hans Christian Andersen's and Grimm's Fairytales, and well-written modern fantasies. I like a style that is reminiscent of Tolkien as well as fantasies that borrow a lot of material from preexisting fairy tales, folk legends and mythology. My writing strengths, as told to me by those who have read my work, are a great talent for visual description, especially in my poetry, for example, putting words together that conjure up vivid imagery in people's minds. I like to call that "word-art." I write about people's emotions, I describe feelings that they know very well but can't put into words, and that is why my writing is personal and easy to identify with. One by one, the poems come down From their flight on high Like so many wild, winging birds And alight on my paper, mine at last. To get chapters of my NEW Fantasy series Raven delivered to your inbox every Friday, visit Raven's webpage & enter your email address in the form! http://www.raventheseries.weebly.com Besides weekly chapter of Raven you'll also get: ~Exclusive Freebies, giveaways, discounts, gift cards, prizes, special offer, event tickets, and more!

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