Unfractured (An Original Poem)

in #poetry4 months ago (edited)

A walk through
a sleepy world,
where the sky leans low,
heavy with dreams,
and the streets sigh
with the weight of twilight.

Radical reimagining,
an explosion of perspective,
a kaleidoscope of thought,
spinning, splintering—
nothing is quite what it was,
everything is almost
what it could be.

People split
from their shadows,
they drift like smoke,
phantom selves trailing, trailing,
lost in the soft murmur of the night.

A weakness
you do not possess—
you stand, unfractured,
as the light bends
itself around you,
and time seems to
trip all over itself,
unable to quite
pin you down.

~Eric Vance Walton~

Be well and make the most of this day.

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There are worlds that seem unreal, as some sensations seem unreal experience. I read your poem and I wonder how “unfractured” we are, how whole we are. Can we live without the environment not hurting us, not affecting us? Like that leaf that falls and follows its fall in a light way, aware that in the fall there is also beauty. It is always good to read you. Nice night, my friend.

I think if we can remain mostly unfractured it's a triumph. As I was writing this I was thinking about the natural resiliency of some people. I think those people have to be flexible in all aspects so they bend but not break. I'm glad you enjoyed this. Have a wonderful Friday!

A beautiful Thursday to you, my friend! And success in that move

Thank you! We're looking so forward to it! I hope you had a great weekend.

As always, beautifully written work. I always immerse myself in you writing. But this week, the following passage really spoke to me

an explosion of perspective,
a kaleidoscope of thought

I have been reading about philosophy as a way of life (a book by Pierre Hadot) and how there is this idea of getting to a place to where you see life from above, removed from everyday dealings and worries. It was a Greek spiritual/philosophical exercise. But through African philosophy, the opposite is needed. It tries to immerse the philosopher in the interconnectedness of daily life, with people around you. Your passage, the explosion of perspective, almost like the image of the kaleidoscope illustrates this so beautifully. It feels like that explosion, a rupture almost. A bursting from the seams, and then just the flood of colour, smells, tastes... One might say a sensorial overload - but in a good way.

Sorry about the long comment, it might not even be what you had in mind! But those words just stood out to me this morning because of the research I am doing at the moment.

Have a wonderful week!

Thank you my friend! I really appreciate your thoughtful comment, never worry about them being long. This is such a rare thing on the platform these days. How interesting about those two different approaches to living life! I think maybe it's best to follow both of those philosophies as situations dictate. I prefer to be attached and present when dealing with the people I love but like to have that 30,000ft view when it comes to long term goals and big decisions. Thank you, I hope you have a great weekend!

Sorry about only responding now! I had one of those weeks were I could not really breathe. Conference at which I presented a paper, and other stuff which I needed to tackle but which I would have loved to have that 30,000ft view on! As I am not sure how they will affect and impact the future! Either way, I hope you are doing well and that you will have some time to bake again!

No problem at all! It sounds like a very busy week! All is well on this end. We're just getting ready for our big move. I'll definitely be baking again once we're settled into the new house at the end of November.

I saw the post about this, or I think it mentioned the move. Best of luck, and I wish you a speedy sourdough-bread-recovery! I am sure that your kitchen will smell lovely with that first loaf in the over. Keep well!

I enjoyed your poem. :)

Very beautiful poem, a dream world. Man separates from the shadow when he dies

This poem definitely sent a glitch to my brains. A kind of fear after reading the poem about the reality of life and death. Well written though some lines I couldn't understand.

Thank you! As I was writing this I was thinking about how some people, almost like water, flow around life's problems and challenges and retain their resiliency. Others lose themselves in their struggles.

Exactly, it is true. I don't know in which category I fall. 😐 probably I try to be resilient, but fall badly when it comes to my dear ones.


I admire your way of composing poems, beautiful composition
Have a beautiful dayGood morning dear friend @ericvancewalton

Thank you! Enjoy your weekend my friend!

Very emotional poetry. Sometimes I also think like what you wrote. Sometimes I feel like this world is not friendly to me, and I'm tired of living this life. Have a nice day, Eric.

Thank you Eliana. I'm sorry to hear you feel that way sometimes. Life can be difficult sometimes but it's so important to seek out hope. I wish you a wonderful weekend!

Very nice. I kind of feel like we are all in a bit of limbo right now. Just waiting to see what happens next month. Kind of stumbling around in a daze sort of. Something like that anyway.

Thanks. It's been a crazy year, more like a crazy five years!

Haha, yeah, good point!

Some Deep words, Life has it's turn,some will take to deep down the hole, and some will take you up to the sky, you need to be patient in the hard times and you need to stay humble when you are experiencing good times.

I hope we remain unfractured in stifling times like these we are presently growing through.

Quite a very powerful poem with so much of deep messages in it