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for ice, Maybe I'm Alone |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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 Some say the world should be seen only in black and white, with no distortion of shadows or gray, it only confusing their perceived reality. But I would go here, deep in the heart of barely apparent shadow moments becoming gray with hoarfrost if I stood still long enough, if my blood ran slow, and cold enough… but they tell me I am too warm, that pink, gold and green would put color into their life, they, the ones that live in shadows… ~*~ and in the barely see me here gray, there, on a small curving bridge, I revel in vastness so overwhelming, for no horizon is seen to give perspective, no top to come crashing down, just expansive gray, and thoughts that travel with no end… ~*~ maybe they see me here, somewhere in this poem, or just maybe, maybe I’m alone. ~*~ Photo, courtesy, C. D. Jungel c 2004 |
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luminosity Senior Member
since 2005-11-18
Posts 813 |
oh have you ever captured the spirit that fills these snowy days.......wonderful wonderful writing |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
"but they tell me I am too warm, that pink, gold and green would put color into their life, they, the ones that live in shadows…" Sometimes we need to stay where we are for the duration of the time lapse, even if we are "gray with hoarfrost." ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Oh this is gorgeous, wonderfully expressed & I thank you for sharing because it is always the readers pleasure.  Love is the life of the soul... |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Wow, Karilea, this poem is way cool....:-) "Some say the world should be seen only in black and white..." Some say that, but that is impossible, as black and white are not primary colors and gray is the mud that happens when black is mixed with white. But in some ways the world is a pleasent teacher of contridictions. In some black and white art, (like yin/yang symbols) the contrast adds to the meaning. "but they tell me I am too warm, that pink, gold and green would put color into their life, they, the ones that live in shadows…" ...Life in the sun is very colorful "pink, gold, and green" etc. But I can comprehend reasons for being happy in shadows, Say, as an observer of the short, gray, shadow days of winter, like the one in your picture "on a small curving bridge, I revel in vastness so overwhelming, for no horizon is seen to give perspective," Ahh but the bridge is stable, maybe not a bridge at all, but the curve of a rainbow? One cannot see either end, by seaching the black and white of present "reality" To see, and bring to life in words (poetry) like you have done here, makes me think That the treasure on the end of one side of the 'bow is your personal history, and the unseen , colors, in brilliant hues in the pot on the opposite end, is where your life is going. The ideal is to keep your balance on the bridge.. "maybe I’m alone" The most powerful line in the poem. Love this poem, the darks, and the brights in it. Namaste |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I agree with ice.... wow, how cleaver, and beautifully articulated. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"maybe they see me here, somewhere in this poem, or just maybe, maybe I’m alone." Heart-squeeze. Big hug to ya. If you were to be considered alone, it would be at the top of a list of great poets. Love this write. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Very, very good, my friend. And I doubt you'll ever be "alone"... well, only if a crowd can be considered a single entity. Much enjoyed. j. |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Wonderfully captured, enjoyed! Kat >^..^< |
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MICHELMAS Member
since 2012-02-15
Posts 305Lancashire England |
'red is gr(e)ay and yellow white but which is an illusion' enjoyed very much Michael |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Good point of reference, Michael The cold hearted orb, is black at its center, and white on its surface..no colors. But this poem breaks that illusian, In its bleakness, is all the colors of human emotions..
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie....This is a wonderfully deep and pondering poem. In a sense, we are all alone even when standing in a crowd. You are the only one that sees exactly what you see. That's not a bad thing but a good thing.  |
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Spiros Zafiris Senior Member
since 2002-10-20
Posts 982Canada |
..colors..even a bridge..one to read and read..much enjoyed.. ..spiros ~~~~~~~~~~~ |
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