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Click hereBlack coffee drawn
a single seat table
mingled sounds
muted distractions -
lives flowing by
ebbs and crowds
going and going
all the "wheres" considered
but seldom the "whys".
Intermingled senses
both bitter and sweet
the tastes of roving eyes
passing without pause
- timeless dismissal
- unseeing approval
freeform gestaults...
a world of mimes
all the little boxes
trapping each within
invisible assumptions.
I am ME by the hundreds
echoes all around -
not you
unlike any you
I am ME alone
myself
the chosen I
flavored and favored
living and alive
choosing and doing
as each I must...
But
in the end
we're simply roses.
Chris Twyford
Ancient117331
5/01/2004
Interesting write. I liked the part reading 'I am ME alone myself the chosen...' a sort of take me, accept me as I am now what you would wish me to be. Very provocative and inquisitive write. Perhaps we are all simple Roses. Enjoyed these verses very much!
But I really like this poem!
The wording of the poem almost assaults the reader with its vivid intensity, making the poem spring to life. Very well written descriptions that encorporate all the senses, helping to add a depth often lacking within poetry. Great Poem!
and mimes... I loved the phrasing here and you by the hundreds-- echoing was great. Very good.
jim : )