Strange Energy


You flow around me

Liquid dreams, fluid energy

Fire burning, searing.

Eating away yet nourishing.


Must I have you?

Must you exist?

A necessary co-existence?

Bound co-dependence?


Your energy binds me,

While also freeing feelings,

Thoughts of death and hell

Paradise and ecstasy.


Foreign matter unidentified,

How can you be both

That black enemy

And a pure ally?


Substance lacking,

Invisible to sight.

Still an excitement,

To the senses.


Here as a thief,

To remove me?

Come as companion,

To abide within?


As an unknown,

Is knowledge possible?

Can you be trusted?

How will I know?


You are preternatural,

Simultaneously familiar.

Form or force,

Object or energy?


A singular assurance,

Is your existence.

We will go on,

As total strangers.


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About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on September 1, 2014, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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