Loco Al Turin – A Poem for Nietzsche

Daily Prompt- Local- Nietzsche In Turin

A poem for Nietzsche


Left to my own demise after

Observing my own thoughts.

Can’t seem to stop them from

Assimilating such distorted perceptions. Perhaps my mind is

Lost with madness, as I have come across Nietzsche’s horse


With philosophical/poetic prose,

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Transient Memories That Don’t Belong To Me.

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Well, I happened to stumble onto this ‘Transient’ challenge laid out by Andrea Badgley.

Immediately, I began to form visuals and associate images of the past, a past that is now very late.

Perhaps a pirate’s past, sailing the open seas in search of new opportunities to plunder.

Perhaps a life spent upon the helm; does the helmsman steer the ship, or does the ship steer the helmsman?

It is very interesting to ponder upon how such a destiny unfolds, as all of it does within a momentary second.

And here now, as I strike key after key without any real effort I can feel the yearning and power of such a moment, an identity of experience, through stored memories of a past that is hardly known.

And just as quickly as it surfaced, it’s gone.

A transient memory, or fantasy?

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