Member Poem

By chance I saw this entity,
how would one describe it properly,
something quite remote, so miles away,
still  it seems so uncannily close
yet incorrigibly intangible item,
rapturous  scene ephemeral,
a spirit which is deceptive,
is not a spirit in any sense,
why such feelings today,
I wonder and ponder then static,
but was it sudden fate on duty,
within seconds my world transforms ,
it could twist, turn, gyrate,
dance pulses audible in a circle
earth uprooting rousing  patterns,
why the invisible profile
I gaze  in a strange manner,
or maybe it’s this persona,
am I concocting this plot,
dramatic to a pointed degree,
haunting in haunted fashions perforce,
I have actually changed and shifted,
being confined is so anathema to me,
but amorphous is loose when doubt,
creeps into an overactive mind,
and I don’t wish to shun this enigma,
shun the world I opt to inhabit
yes I admit without the slightest duress,
the luxury of a sound chuckle,
whimsical grin to point to an exit,
whose origins I have  yet to fatho