We are having fewer and fewer sunny days or even days where the sun is able to be seen through the grey cloud cover. When it does come out it is a miracle event and everyone seems mesmerized. We have been warned from an early age not to stare or look directly at the sun. I’ve had the experience of driving and the sun is reflected on the back window of the car ahead. Often it is the rising or setting sun that is just below the edge of the sun visor and attempting to stab my retinas. Even if the glance is brief, I see spots that are blue or grey floating across my field of vision. They remain for a few minutes. As a passenger I’ve closed my eyes only to see the spots swimming across my eyelids. There is the saying that “eyes are the windows to the soul” but they are also portals to the mind. Yet without eyes or sight, the mind and heart still see and often more clearly the human condition than those with perfect vision.
I stare at the sun
Spots form on retinas
Forever image
Burned into my mind
To replace your face
I am blinded
See blue halos
And fuzzy dots
Where you once were
You remain
In my head
You haunt me
Leave me
In peace
Please
This is a little exercise in Diminished Hexaverse. This form is syllabic with 5 stanzas where the stanzas start with 5 lines of 5 syllables and each subsequent stanza has one less syllable per line and one less line. There is no meter or rhyme required as long as the syllable count is within the rules.
oooh I like this format! Those floaties I hear are quite common for those over 50 years … I’ve not experienced them yet I hear they are very common! Can still be experienced with eyes shut, come and go at different times … so you are not the only one.
If looking at the sun blinded one I think all ozzies would be blind … it’s in our face most of our lives, impossible to avoid, so sunglasses are almost compulsory 🙂
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Thanks Kate! I’m tickled that you like this format. I’ve had floaters but also the “sun spots” from a direct hit from the sun… We are headed into the “grey” of winter here. It is when we all become Vit. D deficient from lack of sunshine and the rate of depression from Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) rockets. I have my sunglasses at the ready for winter because the reflection of light from the snow can be blindingly bright…
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it can indeed, keep up those vitamins and stay safe!
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This is a challenging form and you nailed it, Muri. I’ve had this experience but my “spots” are always red or orange. The last three lines especially resonated, because it takes forever for them to go away. When you said “reflected on the window of a car” it reminded me of a post I did long ago that you might enjoy: https://justjoan42.wordpress.com/2017/08/13/tiny-flashes-of-hallelujah/.
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Joan that poem is so perfect! I love it! I don’t feel that the Diminishing Hexaverse is that hard but it can be a little tricky…Inspiration is the hard part and I was inspired by the sun spots – I guess that was my everyday miracle.
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I want to try a Diminished Hexaverse, and will do so as soon as those spots get out of my eyes~!
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Hehe! Well SAM I suppose you will be just fine in a few minutes as the spots tend to fade in a short time (unless you are purposefully staring into the sun)!
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Unfortunate Val you are affected par multicolored spots which dance in your brain ! 🙂
I am sure you have a lighted look!
Love ❤
Michel
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and I wish you a happy Thanksgiving.
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Thank you so much! My niece is putting together a group zoom meeting so we can all get together virtually and enjoy a little family togetherness!
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Thanks Michel! The spots inspired a poem so I think it is worth the momentary annoyance! I think the brain spots dancing in my head is an apt diagnosis for most poets!
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Beautiful poem. Wishing you and yours a happy Thanksgiving.
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Thanks! I’m happy you liked this one. Hope you are home and enjoying your Thanksgiving celebration!!
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We are home. Things are prepped for in the morning.
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I have had this happen also. The optometrist told me it is more likely to happen as we age. I like to think of it as faerie dust. Have a happy Thanksgiving. The heart does see more clearly than the mind.
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I like that better than floaters. I’ll suggest it to my ophthalmologist- I think he’ll get a chuckle out of “fairy dust”.
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Very cool poetic form! The sun says, ‘If I bother you, don’t look.’ It’s arrogant that way. That’s the result of absolute job security.
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Thanks Martha! Are you sure that you wrote this comment? It sounds more like Lamont or maybe Dude…
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Love love love the poem. You can take the simple and every day mundane stuff and make it gloriously grand. Wow!
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Golly Zakiah! You make me blush! I’m humbled by your praises. I’m also thrilled that you loved this little poem. I suppose inspiration comes when it will.
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I like this format. I can’t believe how early it is dark now.
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Thanks bunches Elizabeth! I like this form too. As for daylight savings time I’d rather not have to deal with it. It is getting dark at 4:45 pm and that really makes it difficult to go geocaching with my husband since he works to 6:00 PM or 4:00 PM. Either way it is dark or nearly dark when he gets home!
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Somehow, I have managed to avoid buying a new pair of sunglasses until January, after the pair I bought in May were lost at the last large gathering I attended.
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I have prescription sunglasses so I keep a tight grip on them – they would be so very expensive to replace! Of course I wear them year round because of the snow which can really blind you!
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