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Imagination - Stepping Through the Aperture

Poetry is the food of the soul. It's my greatest contribution to the world and an area I can always grow.



Moments of whimsy, fantasy, and futurism

Where then is now and now is then

Or perhaps “in the moment” suddenly “lived” again”

Conjurations and contemplations

Combined in visionary relations

Sounds, light, and colors captured

Sideways, front ways, and even backwards

Without limitation; ceilings shattered

Amazing skills suddenly mastered

Pages open to another chapter

A daring escape from evil captors

A pirate at sea on a sailing vessel

Driving fast, foot stomped on the pedal

At the crossroads; a deal with the Devil

Your personal playing field finally levelled

In this world, you’re always sure

As you’re stepping through the aperture

You get to open any door

Are you the driver or the passenger?

A skateboarder or transformer

Seeing through a telescope or microscope?

Formal wedding or will you elope?

Memories of skipping rope

When you went out hunting antelope

Carving snow on a mountain slope

Dressed in white with a stethoscope

In dream world you’ll soon find

That fact’s from life are intertwined

Amazing enhancements then combined

There are no rules, “bear in mind”

Constantly building without design

Just go to sleep and become divine

The aperture is just a portal

Always in the winner’s circle

Maybe star in some commercial

You’ll be dressed in royal purple

Take the journey; become immortal…


Ann Carr from SW England on November 11, 2017:

I love this - the aperture of imagination. It's true, we can go anywhere we want as long as we have enough in our mind's eye. Then inspiration gives us so much to write about.


Demas W Jasper from Today's America and The World Beyond on September 10, 2017:

Flights of fancy and fantasy, we can contemplate those also as you have done here.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 03, 2017:

Oh, I really enjoyed this fascinating and imaginative poetic journey.

threekeys on September 01, 2017:

Your imagination is your freedom.

Yes, poetry is food for the soul.

Wonderful read, Ralph.

All the best to you and your loved ones.

Phyllis Doyle Burns from High desert of Nevada. on September 01, 2017:

Ah! The imagination is unlimited and takes us away to wherever we want or need to be at any given moment. I love this poem, Ralph. I agree: Poetry is food for the soul.

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