'Lights On (Between Three and Five)'

Jet lagged,
stalling out.
Bare feet,
on warm pavement.
Flowers fall around us.

Your hand in mine,
under the arches.
Eyes closed,
then open.
Waking dream;

or reality?

It comes back around,
but why today?
The climate,
the mindset,
and emotion.

Pressing on,
still distracted,
and wondering;
Where I am,
between three and five?

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One of those days where I became suddenly and inexplicably consumed, haunted; by the recollection of a beautiful memory, a perfect moment, from years before.


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I’m a Graphic Designer and aspiring Writer from Nelson, New Zealand, currently living in Sydney, Australia. I am passionate, energetic and driven. My work tends to focus on the expression of my energy, and the perception of the energies I feel, see in the light, the situations and the people around me.

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  • Samuel Vega
    Samuel Vegaover 5 years ago

    I once went from LA to Quito, Ecuador to start “a new chapter of my life.” I understand the feeling of arriving somewhere new… dear in the headlight feeling; confusion, excitement, and bewilderment all competing for attention. Add to that being tired because of the two day trip to get there. That is what your poem reminded me of. Good job!

  • alecholum
    alecholumover 1 year ago


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