Confusion

Confusion

A Poem by Doug
"

I took a look around me.

"

I see streetlights fizzling out like stars
in the solitary void, and wanderers
that go to school every day and return,
still lost, to warm homes every night

I see newspaper insulated bowling pins
buggy pushing carts down city streets,
and flower petals that wither and return
as waves wash continents out to sea

I see gaunt children surviving on the
memory of a hope they cannot name,
and a bouncing ball that twirls as it
dances on its path between the stars

I see me, and I see you, and I see us,
with our finger-painted smiles, and when
I look at you I know that in truth there
must be more to this adventure, and it is
then that I know that I see very little

I ponder my truth as I sit on a stool in
a room that was once familiar, and as I
look out my window I half expect to see
rain pummel the sidewalk into submission

 

© 2009 Doug


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J
I see me, and I see you, and I see us,
with our finger-painted smiles, and when
I look at you I know that in truth there
must be more to this adventure, and it is
then that I know that I see very little

How I agree with this so much, I really do. To see so little but want to, to give and receive and find truth and adventure... I think it's an affliction with poets. Haha. That urge is there, I know.

The imagery and overall tone to this poem is very subdued and thoughtful. I see that you give thanks for what you have and pity those who don't have the same as you. Maybe I'm injecting myself into this a bit too much, but that's what I see and feel.

Confused: aren't we all in some way?



Posted 10 Years Ago


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So descriptive, just by taking a look around you. I love this piece, no particular favorite part, unless you count all of it. =)

Posted 8 Years Ago


such beautiful - aching imagery in this piece. I'm torn between the first and third stanzas as the strongest but the whole piece held my attention...awesome write, Friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's depressing, just like the thoughts that go through everyone's head when they sit down and think of their existence. Very nice.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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J
I see me, and I see you, and I see us,
with our finger-painted smiles, and when
I look at you I know that in truth there
must be more to this adventure, and it is
then that I know that I see very little

How I agree with this so much, I really do. To see so little but want to, to give and receive and find truth and adventure... I think it's an affliction with poets. Haha. That urge is there, I know.

The imagery and overall tone to this poem is very subdued and thoughtful. I see that you give thanks for what you have and pity those who don't have the same as you. Maybe I'm injecting myself into this a bit too much, but that's what I see and feel.

Confused: aren't we all in some way?



Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doug!!!!! It's wonderful, amazing. Your voice has grown so much over the course of our correspondence. This is large. I'm glad to see you've posted some new work.

Happy New Year!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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