Memories of Infinity Circles – Sleet, Ice, and Karma
I wrap myself in another blanket
This one colorful with fringe
Memories of another happy day
At least it was scheduled that way
Before the infinity circles
Headlights bursting from the sleet
Long before the never ending night
And when it happened, I cannot say
A switch was switched, a lever pulled
Then suddenly the climate cooled
Icy winds and stinging snow
An indecisive storm with no directions
Ending with another sudden ending
A momentary lapse of judgement
Karma even made a guest appearance
Bold and beautifully, shouting loud
And as expected, falling on deaf ears
Too fast for conditions they said
An accident ending in a splash
Ice shattering and cold water
Sinking down with a finger pointing
Last whispers and a door that won’t open
Echoes reverberated in reminder
Bottoming to a permanent resting place
Now all around is silence and darkness
Only one heartbeat in a chilly space
Not slowing, but singular and rapid
Panic finally succumbing to time
And finally nothing at all
I’ve tried to listen in my mind
To recreate those final moments
But cannot find the particular line
The verse that seems to be the key
Like a cipher I’m stuck reading
Randomness in words and numbers
Truth right in front of my eyes
But camouflaged by twisted steel
Memories have lost their warmth
Just flashes of infinity circles
Always out of focus and wavering
And blankets offer no more comfort
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An incident like that is hard to forget, lingers in dark corners of the mind, pops out when unexpected, makes us suffer over and over, and makes us hide under some comfort. That is similar to PTSD, or could even be considered such an attack. Your poem really stirs the emotions, Ralph. I can relate to these type memories due to traumatic incidents in my life. Great work.
A very emotive piece Ralph, a trauma of any kind lingers and is not always easy to get over. I’ve had a few serious prangs in my life, one car rolled four times but I hardly got a scratch, luckily. Well done my friend.
As always Ralph – great work. I think we all have been in that driver seat at least once in our lives.
Ralph , Interesting piece and yet in some ways I was there with you . I believe I began actually writing BECAUSE of an accident . All of my life I struggled with certain memories and the moment -in my fifties – that I began to write ; that terrible load began to lift from my shoulders . This is very emotion and thought provoking Ralph . Keep up the great work !……….Ed
Wow Ralph that was such a vivid piece of writing, felt like I was in the car sinking down into the abyss. Excellent piece of writing.