Perception

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Face values, touch of hand.
We "embrace" our differences.
Though.... indepth of being
hidden intentions
seem to take us aback.

We fight "the dragons"
wonder through the forests edge
stumble along the way.
Our current flowing as the rivers run.

Indulged in value
doing whats right.
Beneath the timbers
ashes blow, flames ignite.

What is it for?
When striving for perfection
the ideal moment.....
the lost moment
the blister of hand
crack of heart?

To be aware
once more.....
perception of others
was not in the highest of regard
in which you placed it.

Take them down
they lose their spot
pedestals crumble
sweep up their rubble
look around at the aftermath.....

breath once more

whats done is done

Reviews

[Deborah Shepard]

profound excellant each prepective

[Eagle Cruagh]

This is a dilemna for me.
Who wants to admit they don`t understand
a poem---- and yet, I loved it. How do you figure ?
I began to think I was reading of passion in lust, then
a different perception arose and you were speaking of
understanding, or lack of and again how we pereive so
differently, one from the other.
More please ! This is great writing .
---- Eagle Cruagh