Newton's Cradle

"Intuition is the clear conception of the whole at once"

Lost in translation

Words are never said,

Physical symbols are for physical worlds.

 

The intention is flawed.

Truth found lost in the blank spaces

That vary in configuration

Surrounding the cursive’s curves.

The Letter’s word curses with every turn.

 

A curse in the paradox

That the truth can only arise

From behind the hills of the physical

Though its days are in the skies.

 

Arrogant blades of grass

Will always simplify the sky,

Tell the air it does not care

For things it can deny.

Can’t deny that they can deny

To see the air, its sky.

But I know they breathe it

Fills their lungs

It lives and they’re alive.

 

Ignorance, perhaps

Cunningness contests.

Apathetic hands are washed

Clean, no foolishness is left.

 

Lost in translation,

I have the silver spheres.

Lined them up at equal lengths

For years and you and years.

And when in motion

Without moving

I faced my only fear,

That this world

could knock me down

and hide between the spheres.

Reviews

[Wallflower]

I suppose its somewhat mutually inclusive, but obviously i can't hide from everyone! You have no problem finding me in my poetry Ed, I'm glad :)

[Ed Hart]

oh you are bright as bright can be, but i think you hide between the spheres

[Alicia™]

Wow. This poem is absolutely beautiful, and I can honestly say that I haven't read anything like this, at least in a very long while. I had to read it through a few times, and yet, I can only grasp at what you mean. My guess is that you're saying that words can easily be misunderstood, and there's something about another person (and old lover?) in the last stanza.

I loved your choices of words, and the poem is definitely very poetic. A few things that are bothering me though, is that you should capitalize the first letter of every line. Another thing is that I think that the second line should close with a semi-colon instead of a comma.

Again, I have to say that this poem is amazing… Great job!

Btw, would you mind explaining this poem a little more to me? It's really interesting...