Blackout

Blackout

Two black dogs
pulling me forward
The sensation in my head
was fuzzy  
My direction wavered
to the left
to the right
to the left again
Can I make it across the bridge?
 
I was flying
on the back of a dolphin
The ride was thrilling
until the descent
to ground 
Gravel in my knees
stinging
as I stared
at the dog collar
minus one dog
 
Not a dream
but light headedness
and blackout 
Kissing the pavement
before sending me
to la-la land
One patient dog
sitting
The other wrestled free
and ate the grass
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with Stream of Consciousness writing. She explains that basically, its purpose is to emulate the passage of thought through your mind without any inhibitors. For that reason, sentences become longer, less organized and more sporadic in style. Its lack of structure is not for everybody, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any order. Stream of consciousness permits deeper patterns of order to emerge, ones based on the genuine movement of information in your brain.