Poetry from Leemond Dollins

 

A day on the Mat

A pill in my hand

and four on the floor.

The sage stretches forward and down

to release the hips and something

more, something collective and shared with

the group.

A yogi wet dream seems to

slip between the mat and

the breath.

Truth

soothes.

The truth

is the pill;

pills make the pain dawn

upon land soaked in mania.

He takes his place in the hell that designed depression.

Downward dog deletes the ego.

The truth comes to him.

Energy

is the

hope

spring.

Catalyst consists

of potential that

exists as waves of motion.

Change from tradition

is a logical

decision. Downward dog

massages the truth that

circumnavigates the pill.

The four on the floor that

give birth to greater pain

are left there with

disdain. The future

forgotten and the past foreseen

realize that now is the truth

that one’s wish designs.

2 thoughts on “Poetry from Leemond Dollins

  1. A very thought provoking poem coming from a man battling the ominous struggle we call life. Filled with highs and lows he walks with the sun on his face and faith in his heart. Keep it up Mr. Dollins. Let your voice be heard by the masses. Its a welcome voice.

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