As if in a boat floating on a canal
The link between time and place becomes blurry
A laser splits consciousness into pieces
Leisure becomes a necessity
I close my eyes and hold my breath
Waiting for the feeling to pass
The feeling of tranquility
As if in a boat floating on a canal
Water lapping gently against the sides
Rhythm matching my heartbeats
Pulsing sensations become seconds
The link between time and place becomes blurry
My mind strays to happier times
Wondering why there is a lapse there at all
Knowing I am gifted every day with life
A laser splits consciousness into pieces
Memories flow like the clouds floating by
The distant past seems unreal
The soul trying to remember what it felt like
Leisure becomes a necessity.
©2026 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
very nice Christine a wonderful poem! 🙌🌟
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Thank you!
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Drifting with the only your thoughts is a tranquility we need to clear the clutter.
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blowing away the dust!
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What lovely cascade of peace and tranquility, Christine!
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Thank you!
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Just the getaway we need via boat or poem!
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It’s important to find that time to relax, to dream, and to remember good times. A lovely cascade, Christine!
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Thank you!
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This is a lovely cascade poem Christine. Makes me miss the peace and tranquility of the river when we were on the boat. Thanks for using the 3TC.
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Thanks Di! That is one thing I love, the sound of the boats at the docks at night!
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