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Delirium lurks near pebbled corner
its breath a cloud of ash and smoke.
I gasp in horror as it advances forth
probing into both mind and soul ―

Wind strikes hard as cold settles in,
feeling angst, sweet as boysenberry.
I flash a devious smile as above flies
hawk. Rouse me lest I breathe not
hope ―



Photo credits: Leesha Hannigan

Kerry asked us to consider part of the film Samsara, The Angst of Sagazan for our work.

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56 thoughts on “Delirium

  1. Isadora Gruye says:

    Great work evoking an emotion using your imagery. I particularly liked how you built to that last line. Well done and viva la!

  2. Rommy says:

    The idea of angst being as sweet as boysenberry is a really intriguing image. It almost makes me think that the protagonist savors the taste of madness, even its just a tiny bit, and yet the intensity of it is so cloyingly sweet as to be suffocating.

  3. kaykuala h says:

    flash a devious smile as above flies hawk.
    rouse me lest I breathe not hope ―

    There may be hints to be thinking about. Still one must be able to foresee whether it will offer some solutions


  4. Susan says:

    The Boysenberry threw me off course for minute, and then I remember a time decades ago when I thought madeness would be restful, a sweet break from reality. I like that in the midst of this plea not to succumb.

  5. Elizabeth says:

    Madness is an escape we must allow ourselves on occasion, lest we lose sight of what sanity really looks like. I too like the Boysenberry reference. It forces the reader to stop and consider,


  6. Kim M. Russell says:

    Wonderful opening lines, Sanaa:
    ‘Delirium lurks near pebbled corner
    its breath a cloud of ash and smoke’.
    But I really like the way the final stanza hints at the enjoyment of angst, that twisted longing for it!

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