Looking Up

Looking Up

A Poem by Zach

Poem about knowing your place and the curiosity that comes with that.


This shelf stands above,

Out of reach, out of time,

I am a child born of love,

Raised on a dime,


I grab a chair and stand upon it,

Suddenly I am a man of clarity,

I am not meant to stand, but sit,

Though the shelf is near to me,


I look though I am not meant to see,

My weight is too much,

And the shelf has a vacancy,

I fall; the ground is my crutch,


Here is where I am meant to stand,

So I wait always looking up,

The ground is at my feet, the truth in my hand,

Still I wait always looking up,

© 2013 Zach

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Very nice imagery and well penned. Really deep, there's a lot to this.

Posted 7 Years Ago


7 Years Ago

Thanks for my first review on this poem!

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Added on October 7, 2013
Last Updated on October 7, 2013
Tags: reach, shelf, time, love, clarity, vacancy, curiosity



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