Instant Film

Instant Film

A Poem by Rae

There was never a time when I saw myself
as anything other than
the color that I saw on my speckled and serrated surface.
I am a washed out piece of something that is not tangible when
one is wading along a broken shoreline of wasted hair pins.
I am not the breeze that flows as you are walking.
I am not the soul beating within common evergreens.
I am laughter when one laughs in incorrect surroundings and
I am a photograph with no theme inside of the pixels.
Beauty is deceptive and occasionally water flows backwards and
the string veins of a grand piano will make you feel like they are veins.
But beauty is a layer beneath charred skin and
visible to only those with x-ray glasses
that are this seasons x-ray glasses.

© 2014 Rae


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I am in love with your poetry , it seem that I can stay awake all night and just keep reading and reading , its rare till I find those little poems , small pieces of happiness , like little spoons of Ice cream , your words taste so good :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


yes, Harley, yes! wow you're crazy. naturally crazy like a mute boardwalk. I admire you. I'll shut up. thank you for the insane piece.

Posted 9 Years Ago


i really like the party about the piano strings being like veins..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lovely and wonderful and fun. The images used are strong and perfectly set in this golden piece.

You are a real poet.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on September 16, 2014
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Rae
Rae

Seattle, WA



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18 years old. NYU student and tea enthusiast. Writing means the world to me; feel free to give reviews and help me greater improve. Writing has always been my escape, especially poetry. Life experie.. more..

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