The Window

The Window

A Poem by Justin Tobey
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The Window is less about seeing other things, but reflecting the world as it could be to how it is.

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Translucent beauty.

Though the surface is smooth,

Layers and textures abound,

Morphing images and sounds.

 

Through the glass,

Blurry greens and blues

With the occasional speck

Of red or brown birds.

 

I place my palm

On the flat, flat surface.

However, it is so smooth,

That I fall right through.

 

A new world

Vivid and alive with sight and sound.

A clear river cuts through

The rolling green hills.

 

I spin around

In stunned shock and awe

To find that the smoothest glass

Has faded into thin air like mist.

 

I walk along

The edge of the gurgling river

Back to its watery source

In the high, purple mountains.

 

I reach it:

A rocky, bubbling spring

It empties into a series of pools,

Clear and reflective.

 

I look forward,

To catch a glimpse of my reflection

Or the sandy, shallow bottom.

Instead, I see my world, as it is.

 

In comparison,

Nothing is good or right.

Catastrophe after catastrophe

Rage among the great nation.

 

Image after image

Flies across the water,

The tears of the stars.

I lean forward to see and learn.

 

Entranced,

I get closer and closer.

Finally, with a mighty splash,

I fall into the endless abyss.

 

The world shatters.

© 2008 Justin Tobey


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Justin Tobey
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Beautiful ..I like the way you see, and how you express your feelings on what you see. You are a pleasure to read..

Posted 15 Years Ago


Justin - You say you have no idea where this came from, but if you dig deep into your soul, I think you will find its source.

For me it's about illusion vs. reality, or perhaps loss of innocence. "Instead, I see my world, as it is.

The world is very imperfect, but I still have hope.





Posted 15 Years Ago


Very nice use of words and imagery. Thank you for sharing

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very artistic and mystical. It almost seems like a spiritual contrast between things of heaven that are better and things of earth which are false and crumbling. I like the way it flows and the colorful insightful vocabulary. Thanks.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This was a wonderous trip and a decrepid (chk sp) one as well. Love the contrast of the two worlds. Good write as well. You use your words wisely.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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