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**Psychedelic anticipation

Posted on January 31, 2017 By adcitlali

Intermittent blue-brightness
  Unsteady sparkles
*  *  *  Fluorescent flashes   *  *

Insomniac Amelia pretends to sleep

Blaring lines propagate inside closed eyelids
Dizzying roller-coaster glow-rides

Amelia deep-dives in psychedelic night

Gleaming clock-light marks minutes
      with brassband effusion

Confusion      *     Distortion
   Moody hallucinations

Exhausted, Amelia decides to STOP
*    *  Electric spirals fight her desires
Amelia imposes a waltz dance
  *     A rainbow-on-acid offers a ride

Amelia thinks of dawn

Monettian smoothness

Satie-an soft-piano      fades  away

Amelia sleeps…


_____Adriana Citlali
XXXI-I-MMXVII

dVerse Poets Pub –today’s word is dawn.

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Comments (12)

  1. frankhubeny says:
    January 31, 2017 at 10:25 pm

    It is interesting that she was able to get to sleep by thinking about the dawn.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      February 1, 2017 at 7:36 am

      Yeah, dawn seem to be a remedy against insomnia. 🙂

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  2. thotpurge says:
    February 1, 2017 at 12:33 am

    Lights and colours flash right through this poem!

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      February 1, 2017 at 7:34 am

      Thank you! I’m glad it works.

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  3. Lorraine says:
    February 1, 2017 at 12:55 am

    Truly a psychedelic experience — the flash of colour, imagery, language. Well done.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      February 1, 2017 at 7:36 am

      Thank you, Lorraine.

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  4. Angela says:
    February 1, 2017 at 2:37 am

    Oh, the cruelty of insomnia. You describe it so vividly, and lyrically. Lovely poem. 💜

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  5. robbiesinspiration says:
    February 1, 2017 at 4:31 am

    A very fresh style – lovely!

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  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    February 1, 2017 at 5:07 am

    Insomnia – when only dawn can make you sleep… the psychedelic swirl made it feel painful

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      February 1, 2017 at 7:38 am

      I’m glad Amelia finally managed to sleep. Otherwise, she would have kept me writing. Haha!

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    February 1, 2017 at 12:27 pm

    Painfully vivid!

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  8. Grace says:
    February 4, 2017 at 9:27 pm

    Good thing she was able to finally sleep ~ Hate it when I have insomnia ~ Take care ~

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