A Spirit Colliding
written by: Zen
@simplyzen80
He finds himself smoking and writing
green traces fume aqualungs inviting
Twirling & swirling soft & dry
He is just loyal not to pry
to this magic that has turned into habit
& a habit that cannot seem to fit
He meets Coleridge in Kubla Khan
as they share their thoughts of man
confident to surrender to the heart
uncertain to seek their lost part
It becomes an ashtray of pity & ink
projected unto raw canvas they would think
The nuances hardly flow
They simply have to blow
No trust but pretending illusion
A galaxy of sleep & delusion
paint pieces of themselves in black
to move forward & never look back
Eternal traces fume aqualungs inviting
A Romantic pen a spirit colliding…
Zen has been writing poetry for over a decade. He has been published in local Canadian magazines, Cruel Garters, and Spillwords. Most recently, Zen has published a poetry chapbook entitled "Montreality" (Launched Apr. 2, 2021) and can be found on most digital stores. You can follow Zen on blogspot at Zenpoetries.
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