juxtaposed with wilderness
life's anodyne found betwixt the boughs
me, a sweet synechdoche
Author's Notes/Comments:
i had a dream that a childhood friend wrote this poem. there are subtle variations (apparently my sleeping brain likes to make up unreal words) and yes, i am aware this is not the syllable structure of a haiku (another thing to explain to my sleeping brain).
This Is Brilliant
with light and magic.
Anodynes are soothing
relaxation worthy, a
comfort.
.
Or killer of pain
or dull to boring
or incontroversial.
.
Synecdoch is speech configured
be a part as the entirety
the letter of the word
the idea that overwhelmes
to the point of totality
as in sail for boat
or ink for poet.
Stella L. Crews
12-04-15
157p
you're absolutely right
about the words and their intended meaning. it was from a dream, so i chose to keep it as close to the original as i could, which unfortunately makes it really inaccessible for a lot of people. i'm glad you dove right into it. i think in the dream my brain was trying to say we are each a tiny universe that is wholly representative of the universe itself, like fingers of god. and i think it was pointing to nature its ebbs and flows as a source of comfort when we are in pain. if i had written it while awake, i would have made that more clear.