JUST WHAT WAS IT? JUST WHAT IS IT?

I took a look at it
At different times
Of the day and night
In between times of the day
Afternoon , evening even
Some times it was BIG , some times small , tiny
It's colour , colour's changed , some times black and white
Some times scary , weird , strange
Other times , it's beauty , jaw dropping gorgeous
From this to that , even one or the other , or a mix of all things
Some unknown , some totally known , gob smacking , it has to be said
Long , short , fat , thin and all that and more besides
The eye , the light can play strange tricks on the mind
Making it all things to humankind

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith



Poetry by ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-12-13 at 11:32

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done, Ken. Whatever it is, it keeps changing, like the one who views it.
2014-12-14


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah almost like the blind men and the elephant story Thank you for the reading experience! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blind_men_and_an_elephant
2014-12-13



This is truly fantastic, Ken. So many things came to my mind from the immensity of the Universe and it's stars to the most insignificant object on the sand. Enigmatic.
~Ashe
2014-12-13


countryfog
You've captured what painters and photographers know - that everything depends upon the light. One of America's iconic photographic artists was Ansel Adams who spent most of his life in the mountains and landscapes of rugged Yosemete Park . . . sometimes he would wait several weeks in one place until the light was exactly as he wanted it to capture a scene in the way that best revealed it. Nicely done Ken.
2014-12-13