words, familiar, catch on the tessellating susurrating fragments of her fluid mind. like fish in a paddy field, she is mindlessly adrift, drifting within the corridors of half-eaten, half- -nibbled-on words with a smooth, gliding motion. the tender-green sprigs of rice lie submerged inside amber water. stagnant, clouded with faint memories that become living streams, alive with yesterday’s echoes caught in forgotten nets, like fish squirming. bodies shimmering in sunlight, fighting against the odd chance that she may remember, limbless thoughts. like fish in a paddy field. stagnant amber water that catches the sun. there isn't anywhere to go darting between sprigs of paddy and the mouth of the child who sleeps with her eyes open. dreamless, she forgets again and drifts, fluid in the stagnant water without a current. disjointed parts of her float. like a reflection that the muddy water may carry before a fish breaks the surface to feed in a splash.
Dedicated to my distant aunt who suffered from Alzheimer’s. She remembered, forgot and died countless times. But she always went back to the paddy field.
SoulReserve is a wistful poet. Her poetry explores love and its tumultuousness, fantasy and zest in nature, and allegories that provoke thought and evoke tender feelings. Read her published works in – “Across Vast Horizons”, “Poetry d’Amour – 2019 & 2020”, “Letters To Our Home”, “Recoil 12”, “Blue Bottle Journal” and “Creatrix.”