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The Watcher

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Michael
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The Watcher


He sees the other children play,
Can’t bring himself to look away,
Nor try to join this unknown art
Though longs for it with all his heart.

In time, they will notice him too:
This boy, who’s not sure what to do
Who’ll become product of their scorn,
Dreams of belonging left to mourn.

Their words he tries correcting now
For he cannot understand how
Their hearts would want to wound as such
This soul, which they could never touch.

And yet each word, cast as a stone,
Assures him more just how alone
He really is till detached—cold,
Lips purse, truths to ever withhold.

But still, he faces straight ahead,
Eyes glazed over, ambition dead.
In plain sight he hides through the years—
Will till the day he disappears.

The things he sees: love, joy, heartache…
A billion things he can't partake
Of, yet somehow feels each so deep
The devil smiles, and angels weep.

More felt, in a life standing still
Than those reaching and longing will
Ever imagine, a single prize
The most seen through myopic eyes.

Endeavors of a world too blind
To see past the wants of each mind.
They think, they plan, they build, they fall.
They live one life, he lives them all…

…and could have shown them.


Michael Anderson

3/13/2017

[This message has been edited by Michael (06-17-2017 01:18 PM).]

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1 posted 03-13-2017 03:14 PM       View Profile for BluesSerenade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for BluesSerenade

Your poetry evokes such deep feelings.

I really love reading your work.

Be well Michael...
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enjoyed reading this...james
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quote:
"The things he sees: love, joy, heartache…
A billion things he can’t partake
Of, yet somehow feels each so deep
The devil smiles, and angels weep"
The entire poem is so very descriptive of what is felt when we're so very close with our own "inner workings" from a young age on up. If this is truly introspective, I salute you for your courage Michael.


Pass the Glade if you're going to do that here...please!

[This message has been edited by P.U Stinkenbaum (03-20-2017 02:42 AM).]

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Michael - I love the craft of your words with their distinctive rhythm, rhyme and flavor of earlier poets. Very nicely done Michael and I enjoyed. Keep writing. Namyh
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Mesmerizing!
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"The things he sees: love, joy, heartache…
A billion things he can’t partake
Of, yet somehow feels each so deep
The devil smiles, and angels weep."

That aches me. I know a little Watcher, but my prayer is that he will find his tribe. Beautiful piece.

Heather

"Can you see the real me?" Pete Townshend

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Endeavors of a world too blind
To see past the wants of each mind.
They think, they plan, they build, they fall.
They live one life, he lives them all…

…and could have shown them.

I've known The Watcher, even been one... but you put the one who hovers on the sidelines front and center... and our hearts ache for what could be... what should be.

It's great to read you again, my friend.
Lori Grosser Rhoden
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Your poems are flawless in form and always delicately complex and emotionally poignant.
Being the parent of a bullied child, this brought back painful memories. So good at what you do! ~L
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Hello Michael Working with children in various situations I have seen and interacted with "The Watcher" ~ Your words tug at my heart-strings as I read...Wonderfully penned ~ Alana
 
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