Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
The shadows made from lasers

The shadows made from lasers

A Poem by Simbles
"

a phenomenon known mostly by a variety of your everyday sound setup and the setup er-ists :P can't have have a psychedelic gathering of minds without the kaleidoscopic zeal made from lights and lazers

"
Something beautiful. 
Becoming nothing, a brief peak
To celebrate we observe 
This fate becoming
The fade is a place to recluse 
That's used by all when rising from the fall
Shedding skin and once reintroduced
Stretching thin...at first
Still resolute and shinning 
A group with who in this case I can greatly sympathise 
When spreading murmurs through the dark
Letting silhouettes take shape as the light Interact with lasers breathing fires amalgamates to breathe new life into the shadows to let live 
A menagerie of uncertain fakes not real but real enough to personify the space constantly rearranging to make changes of all types non existent creatures with vivid life like indescribable features 

The brain entertains with the undefined as it fills the space of all shadows in between the shines of fleeting lights with the first things that inside it finds as the shadows bleed into vision narrow and small just behind when blinded in the light but becoming greater defined creatures with teeth and claws, scary features become briefly refined
In place of the shadows for a second WOW creepy apparition scared me nearly all weird types of warping walking  alligators, distorted body shapes of monsters simply walking along all distorted morphing adoring monster faces 
all talking hurriedly as they realign into the dark until again the lights and lasers help them come alive and entertain and keep us safe til on the horizon shines morning light
Announcing the changing of the phases now protected by the sun's rays until all that remains in the dark are the ones that keep the trees apart

So at least I know if I'm alone I'll have a friend one I am familiar with so look out when in the bush camping aloof with unaware star gazers for the throbbing hord of the minds loose cords which will remain timeless through the ages, the briefly celebrated lives of such beautifully illuminated sites 

The sages of the night.
The watchers made from being shaded from the light 
The watchers of the night dance
The dancing shadows made from lazers

© 2024 Simbles


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Loved it comes highly recommended... Just ask me

Posted 1 Month Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

95 Views
1 Review
Added on April 19, 2024
Last Updated on April 19, 2024
Tags: Lights, lasers, silhouette, shadows, Bush, tree, tree's, life, sounds, dancing in the bush, significance, shadow

Author

Simbles
Simbles

Perth. , Streya, Australia



About
Its not a deplorable thing. People can have ideas... They might not make sense to anybody else or even to themselves at times, sometimes in itself is a paradox inside a paradox inside a pair of socks .. more..

Writing