An ode to the place in my imagination I cannot capture in words.
You keep me alive.
I struggle to pull you out from my mind and in letters mention
So to retrieve from subconscious this perturbing suspension.
To give you life I strive.
Clinging to the planets of an unconnected galaxy,
I get to spy your most mystical majesty.
Like a boat adrift but not lost
Sometimes, a warming flame in frost
You are laughter, pain, rain, darkness and sound
You are everything I am without border or bound
Perhaps a dream to be kept, or what will once come out
You are the only destiny I will ever care about.
(In response to writing 201 challenge which asked us to write an ode using metaphors on places only we knew, a special route, or a space we wish to inhabit. On “map”. I used this chance to write about this one thing I cannot write about. It’s something that is, but is not, and is real yet so far it is almost unreachable. A place I cannot map in my mind but one I cherish nevertheless. Poetry format: Pindaric. Rhyme scheme is abb–acc–ddeeff.)