"Avatars..."

Bits of we's...

"Avatars…"

 

A new glimpse of each 

…you… 

just… next door -

in life, 

in reals - nows…

 

Each “I” breathes, pauses, lives -

just

right

there - beside, above, below,

behind,

in front… even within …the glass -

THIS GLASS TOO -

just beyond touch

but YES - there too.

 

You smiled yesterday -

So did I’s 

while watching me’s …watching you’s… pass.

Seems we each notice one another

as we go about our lives.

 

Sometimes we speak -

you speak

I speak -

other times not,

even I can't always speak for

sometimes there just ARE no …words.

 

Sometimes too many thoughts flow -

some quick - too quick,

and yet we hear them within

‘til we must close our eyes.

Some echo soooo slowly inside us -

time ceases and instants equal lifetimes…

 

We - you AND I’s HAVE

imagined worlds!

and LIVED - and re-lived imagined lives,

and wandered and wondered -

so many hows and whys and wish-they-weres

that we choose what we haven’t

OVER the what we have.

 

 

“But I ALWAYS notice your presence

…and absence.

You remind me

of falling stars

…and all the wishes…

and how thought-full

mere moments can be

- when mere moments are really all there is.

And I always, ALWAYS do -

little things 

- that never really mattered to most others,

things that I do because I want to -

…not have to…

and how the silly smile behind my eyes

leaks to my lips and fills my thoughts of you.”

 

Chris

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and sometimes we hide behind avatars that show someone else...something we wish we were so that we could attract the "you" we have our heart set on...but the "me" is a someone else...
just in case, it's safer to hide i guess.
i have a couple people who create this silly smile in me...just memories of them...
an avatar in my head...who they once were, who i once was.
j.

[Stephany]

Very insightful Jacob

[Nefertiti Virtudes Ahme..]

Ah, yes, the ever presence of the façade. Either we feel like we’re not good enough. Or we don’t want to worry anyone about our undeniable depression. Façades these days are painted as the new norm. Either you’re wearing one to cover up how sly you are..how fake and snake like you are or not. Very well written!

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

Such a truthful write, This is very well said

[Chris]

Thanks for listening.

[Muse]

My thoughts of you got caught-up in a rain cloud. Today my dear friend...it finally rained.

[Stephany]

I think we live for those tender moments that quietly creep behind our eyes, that conjure the softness of all moments when we breathe. Even though we think we are in control, it is an illusion shared by the return look, a gaze, and even the mirror? For truly there is no controlling of life. It is how we decide/accept those
responses, spontaneous or well thought out thoughts that give us joy, hope, and sadness. Learning to choose the life you want, the day you want and the moment you want, is true freedom. This is brilliantly written inviting the reader into the intimacy of the moment. Encouraging them to think they are, or could be the person you are wishing to see. Bravo Chris!

[Shandra Sun]

There are so many "what if's" in our encounters. So many facets in our way of going about life and relating to each other. And sometimes, if we are lucky, there is this one person who touches our being in a different way. Your writting is full of fantasy. There ismuch to be red between the lines. Love it.

[kentuck14]

As I read this dialog-like poem I come to see you as a postmodern Robert Frost . . . Midwestern, not New England Yankee. Avatars as stand-ins for our real selves . . . yet, avatars take on their own selves, and the two may or may not become one . . . much like the real persons behind our respective masks may or may not.

[roarke]

Sometimes too many thoughts flow -
some quick - too quick,
and yet we hear them within
‘til we must close our eyes.
Some echo soooo slowly inside us -
time ceases and instants equal lifetimes…

This stanza pretty much embodies the whole prose for me Chris. Great flow, all is said. Truly the avatar in all of us, the same.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Lost two trees, in a terrible wind, yesterday..
Looked out as a multi colored whirly-gig
lost it's life.. tattered shredded to the winds..lost
And I wondered where HE truly was, as I cried
about nothing at all.... and everything..
It's a good day to be alive, I thought
now is what I have, and intend
on holding close , till there is nothing left
of silly old me..

Take Care...........♥