"Through The Looking Glass..."

"Through The Looking Glass..."

A Poem by Chris

"Through The Looking Glass..."

its not silent - sitting here...
the thoughts run and run.
...the fingers can sit frozen -
but it isn't silent.

How do I say
what is and isn't -
where tomorrow will be
where i ...might - be.

Take a breath
it's sunrise, another

it's sunset.  Yesterday,
it rained and today tears fell.

and it's a world - out here
a place where people are
i breathe... and pause
...and it isn't silent...


© 2012 Chris

Author's Note

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Thoughts always run .. and then run through .. but some never seem to quite make it out .. or get lost , or quiet .. No it isn't silent here .. I agree ..
Thanks for sharing a little bit, of Your world ..

I love to pause .. and read your thoughts .. Jazz

Posted 9 Years Ago

i think this is probably my favourite of your poems so far.
Not overly worded or heavy with description, but you've managed to capture something that I can only say - even only think - clumsily.
Wonderful work.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Why do I feel such a sense of isolation and loneliness? A desire to join the crowd yet confined to one's thoughts, keeping one stagnat and frozen in their own world... nothing but the voices in the mind to keep him company.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on April 17, 2012
Last Updated on April 17, 2012
Tags: Poetry, Writing, CHris



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