Deepak Chopra Speaks Word Salad – a poem by Joan Mazza

Deepak Chopra Speaks Word Salad


Those who close their eyes to what seems
strange will never change their minds to find
what rises up in dreams unbidden.

The dead wander old middens where shells
and bones piled up are seen near old fire pits.
Specters dance between flames.

In sleep, the lid is off the pot of consciousness
and any hot idea is projected on the inside
of your eyelids, a screen you cannot ignore.

What’s there? Invite more.
For those who watch the stream of thought
and images that pass through the mind from ear

to ear or prick the eyes with fear of what might
come next: a message from the you inside the you
you know, another show, a vestige

of a wiser self you’ve denied.
Seize quantum consciousness.
There’s wisdom there for you to share. 
 

Joan Mazza is a retired medical microbiologist and psychotherapist, and taught workshops focused on understanding dreams and nightmares. She is the author of six self-help psychology books, including Dreaming Your Real Self. Her poetry has appeared in The Comstock Review, Prairie Schooner, Slant, Poet Lore, The Nation, and other publications. She lives in rural central Virginia and writes every day.

1 Comment

  1. Ali Grimshaw's avatar Ali Grimshaw says:

    What a fantastic poem! Thank you for sharing.

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