Supposedly, there's an eye
in the middle of the forehead --
third eye, chakra, blind.
I wish I could open that one
and the ones in the back of my head,
feel my way, steel myself
instead of fighting currents.
I would flow on streams of knowing
gliding forward, kicking back.
It has been a long time since I have written, and it feels like I have been just carried along blindly, letting things just happen. It's almost as if I've abdicated. Writing this helped me see that I have to find my flow...and kick back.
Very nice ... timing is perfect for Poetry Jam challenge this week!
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Always glad to read your poems, Karen. And especially this one.
ReplyDeleteI've been stumbling along blindly too - well, not stumbling. Things are FINE, but I'm not really participating in them. Except for work - my boss would notice :)
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I'll wake up when spring really gets here?
there are times that we float..its good when realize it and wake up...maybe not quite a third eye but it is an awareness....and realization...
ReplyDelete"gliding forward, kicking back." is the one and only way to live in peace....
ReplyDeleteThere are times when this third eye would be most welcome! Your poem certainly flows.
ReplyDeleteWe are all "fighting currents" just we hardly ever see the true reflection of our lives.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, it would be wonderful to be able to ALWAYS have use of that third eye. What a clever approach to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteIt would be great to open all those eyes. Yes for waking up and kicking.
ReplyDeletethat's a spiritual take on the prompt, nicely written
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Karen i get your comment at the end, rarely do i go 15-20 days with nary a finger to a creative keyboard. yet lately it seems OK to me.
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