I Begin To Wonder

I Begin To Wonder

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke

As I look at my fingers

I’m reminded of an octopus

That squirts out ink

Like the pen in my hand.

Under this blue sky

That’s full of air I breathe

And water I drink

I begin to wonder if

This is the lost Atlantis;

The founder of this being

Noah and seven others.

As our styles of clothing changed

From robes to suits and dresses

I look upon these modern Atlanteans.

I look at them briefly

But as I find your eyes

I look in them, deeply.

I paint you in ink rather than in, paint.

I keep them in my journal

In words of plain English.

This pen is stuck to my fingers.

As my head sits on my shoulders

My eyes gaze upon your picture,

One that speaks a thousand words.

And sometimes,

I wonder if there really is a universe,

Maybe outer space is just a deep ocean.

Oct 3, 2017

© 2017 Cyprian Van Dyke

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Added on October 4, 2017
Last Updated on October 4, 2017


Cyprian Van Dyke
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