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Writer's pictureGraham Pitcher

Aphantasia




My minds gone blank

I cannot think

I’m out of sync ...


An empty space

Not a trace

A vacuum clean

Things unseen

Missing link ...


Who are you

What to do

Where am I

A blind eye

What to think ...


Back to bed

Empty head

Drift away

Another day

On the brink...


GCP July 24

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I agree with Alison. Poem dances along to a happy rhythm but look closely and you see fear and anxiety

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Nigel Smith
Nigel Smith
Jul 31

I think the rhyme 'adds' to the poem, when my mind is custard, I cling to rhyme like a life-raft as it is easier to find the next 'stepping-stone'.of thought. Great poem graham.

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The imagination behind your writing contrasts nicely with the theme.

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John Wood
John Wood
Jul 28

I'd say you're wrong

It's not all gone

So don't despair

There's poetry there!

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It bounces along with a rhythm that is at odds with the subject matter, then the use of the metaphor vaccume clean, an activity of mundane daily life being used to erase all that is important - so amy great nuances in this poem. Excellent -thank you

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