Never what I seem or a poem of relativity



You are relative to me,
like a winter tear that
freezes on the cheek,
the break in a heart
tho' invisible to eye

I carry dreams
and am never
what I seem

you are relative to me,
a splash of light
that breaks the
ambience of a pool

I caught the moons
reflection, my fingers
breaking thu' the surface
I hung it where
it should be placed
and then I knew
that all would sleep tonight

I carry dreams
and am never
what I seem

You are relative to me,
an imperative nod
to a past imperfect
I acknowledge you
and like the moon
I am never
what I seem




Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-09-18 at 15:12

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NicholasG
Maybe it's just the individual who lives in the present, and the rest can be considered affectations of the past or hope and fears of the future. Then again, maybe the past is always imperfect, by definition?
I enjoyed this poem, a bit of a new direction!
Nick
2010-09-19


Libyan Rose
wow .it touchs the heart stings . I like the images that you use to express on feelins and moments ,"winter tears,splash of light,the moons relflection"
thanks for share it us
2010-09-18