JoelJosol Posted December 19, 2017 Share Posted December 19, 2017 The last thing I recall was the bright light shining on my face. I was scouring through the virtual filers in my head for lines or tunes but darkness covered me like a thick blanket. It was like the last time I hurtled into space. I remember the windshield glass colliding on my face. It was painless and darkness covered me like a blanket. How is it when the life-force leaves and shuts the door behind? Could I wake up straight from bed to catch my breath but the room has gone dark as if covered with a blanket. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted December 21, 2017 Share Posted December 21, 2017 Joel, I enjoyed the pervasive image: the thickness of the night, the darkness-blanket. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted December 21, 2017 Author Share Posted December 21, 2017 Thanks Tony for the read. Yes, I was trying to weave together a common experience of darkness. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted December 23, 2017 Share Posted December 23, 2017 Hi Joel, I got the feeling while reading that darkness was being equated with death. The blanket wasn't the cozy blanket you snuggle up with for warmth, it was a smothering blanket, uncomfortable and a little frightening. This was interesting and at the same time edgy. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted December 24, 2017 Author Share Posted December 24, 2017 You are right, Tink. It was a sort of smothering blanket. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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