Who has not found themselves, at some stage, aloof from life and searching their world for a connection. Its all here in this contemplating poem. I see the writer standing on the clifftop and looking down over his sea of connections, searching for the only one that can turn the key. He holds his precious wish list in his hands and with his eyes closed, he slips beneath the glossy surface of life and allows 'feeling' to find that longed for connection and in doing so, discovers an angel.
well, i can certainly say that this is a nice poem.
the use of stream of consciousness caught my eye, and so did the wording.
i wonder what inspired you to write this poem? perhaps the ignorance of a younger generation? the blond haired, blue-eyed temptation?
i do so wonder.
Beautifully written. I absolutely agree will Thewill's review; I see in this poem a man contemplating his connections. I love your conviction in writing. I also love the honesty, how you weren't trying to mirror a thought process as much as actually write a real thought process...do you know what I mean?
Made me think of
Someone I saw on the way to church today.
He smiled at me.
Such a bright, nice smile.
Couldn't get it out of my head.
And then the preacher talked
Of angels and God, and that man's smile
Came up again. Into my head.
It seems like the thoughts passing through some one when they see the "angel" in a stranger they seem not to be able to get out of their head. It has a nice feel of mystery to it.
John, this is a profound write and the clip like glimpses seem a bit like thoughts that flash through the readers mind, as he contemplates this astounding revelation. I even liked the thoughts he now feels are wrong. Although he has forgotten that friends are angels God sends to help us through the rough times.
Hugs Debby