Poem - 18 March 2018, 14:52

Discord...Rhythm

Vibes struck as I landed
I exited the plane and heard a moth’s hurried flight
A squadron of bats feeding on mosquitoes were maddened by the lights and whirring engines
The warm, black night was still
Marked by goth and overkill
Vibes stuck to me as I walked

Negative and positive, neurons and protons
Firing electrons, nucleus to nuclei
Isotopic stir of stimulus to stimuli
Striking against the outer rim of my mainframe, the current of my brain’s thinking that is prone to wild things
I thought I had arrived, the future was present
But, the past was waiting in the wings

I walked the hilly and quarry streets of this town
Finding pleasant surprises and hearing requiems of old religions on radios, seemingly speaking to me
Passing by still houses that played songs against the devil
And houses that shook with music that calls to revel
Crossing paths with strangers, indifferent and dissident
Some with welcoming smiles and eyes that reflected my soul

I met girls that sang harmony to my ramblings
Half-truths that they seemed to relish
We drank “imported” vodka and learned each other’s stories in depth, with nothing to exaggerate or embellish
The next morning, they would be forgotten
But, I won’t forget the magic of strangers meeting in the night, the discord
The rhythm and harmony that follows with truth

The vibes remained as I flew away
The plane was heavier, weighted down by my sorrow
I couldn’t have met a finer group of souls, misguided though they were
What we saw in each other’s eyes was hope for tomorrow
The current of my thinking locked on positive things
I had arrived, the negativity of the past was gone
A brighter future awaited in the wings

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