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Behind the Glass
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Behind the Glass |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Behind the Glass Oftentimes I wonder As I sit here all alone -- If this world is surreal -- If all paths are etched in stone. Is reality torn asunder By the shadows that amass In darkness I can't see, but feel, Behind this pane of glass? Frozen in the windowsill, I’m ready and I’m willing For love, for pain, for joy, for shame, Watching the catacombs filling. Even as echoes hold me still, Might art be softer spoken? Could you place my face in a frame Indifference hasn’t broken? Or might that monotonous gleam Fall from these sightless eyes? Can I admit to incompleteness Found searching forbidden skies? Where lovers of a passing dream Might share in my discord, But never touch the emptiness I hold as my reward. Looking forward, thinking back, No step is ever taken. Where maddened eyes appear as sane Ability’s forsaken. This vision comfortless and black Affords me little chance: At war in this non-existent plane, I stalemate with circumstance. And so I sit and bide my time, Entertaining each notion… Envision all that I could be, Dusting the fringe of emotion; Search meaning in meaningless rhyme On the chance I might still care. So strange, the things you never see Beneath a dead man’s stare! Michael Anderson [This message has been edited by Michael (06-20-2006 10:32 PM).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I rarely come out of lurking mode anymore...but the chance to read you-- well, the moth cant resist.  As always your rhyme speak and cadence is pure poetic perfection...this is a lesson in rhyme when read aloud...and in classic Michael form...your expression is felt as only a soul poet could emote... Frozen in the windowsill, I’m ready and I’m willing For love, for pain, for joy, for shame, Watching the catacombs filling. Even as echoes hold me still, Might art be softer spoken? Could you place my face in a frame Indifference hasn’t broken? Or might that monotonous gleam Fall from these sightless eyes? Can I admit to incompleteness Found searching forbidden skies? Where lovers of a passing dream Might share in my discord, But never touch the emptiness I hold as my reward. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And so I sit and bide my time, Entertaining each notion… Envision all that I could be, Dusting the fringe of emotion; Search meaning in meaningless rhyme On the chance I might still care. So strange, the things you never see Beneath a dead man’s stare! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ oh my--those closing lines.... and this part too... Could you place my face in a frame Indifference hasn’t broken? man...that just reached out... so hauntingly beautiful in its intent... this too.... Where lovers of a passing dream Might share in my discord, But never touch the emptiness I hold as my reward. So great to read and learn from you M, and thank you for the b-day wishes last week as well.  "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take ... but by the moments that take our breath away.” G.Carlin |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
How hard it is when we don't care.....well done. sky I hope someday you get the chance to live like you were dying.... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
OMG, this is the last thing I'm reading tonight. What a treasure find! Not only to read this superb piece from your fine poetic pen, but to see moth wings fluttering above! Man, I have to go to work in a few minutes...but it will be with a huge smile on my face. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
*smiling wide* I sure hope this doesn't screw up a second chance for a duet with you! You took the concept and truly put empathy into the carcass of the reptilian corpse! (I feel like I should send him to you now, yanno) Loved this line, too-- "Could you place my face in a frame Indifference hasn’t broken?" (now I know that wasn't directed at me, right?  )I'm not sure if I ever told you this, but once upon a time, a comment you made to Christopher made me spit beer all over my monitor. I have no idea where it is now--but during a discussion you replied to Chris (and it's possible I paraphrase) "I think I have written some of my best work since my demise."  (I thought that quote quite fitting here.) It's my pleasure to have a part in your inspiration. Now, um, let me look around my room--I've got writing material hanging all over my walls! Thanks Mike, and trust that I am so sorry I missed you before. Now let's see...I have this plate from Greece that depicts two young boys, um, being Greek, if y'get my drift. No? Doesn't do it for ya, huh? *laughing* Pass that one on to Linda then. *wide grin* Love to you both, and Bravo my friend! *smooches* |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
so good to see you again... loved this And so I sit and bide my time, Entertaining each notion… Envision all that I could be, Dusting the fringe of emotion; Search meaning in meaningless rhyme On the chance I might still care. So strange, the things you never see Beneath a dead man’s stare! incredible write!!!! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
A most excellent write...enjoyed the read. And so good to see you back! Hugs~Nancy ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
? ! :: bows :: |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Thanks all. Just to clarify, this poem is about a lizard that died in Karen's windowsill... staring out through the glass. Karen was about to dispose of it but something in the way it looked struck her and she ended up framing it. I think I relate to that lizard on a personal level at times, staring out at a world I can be no part of but never really understanding why. And yes, Karen, we're still on for that duet. I just had that poor lizard of yours on my mind over the weekend, thought I would pick up the never finished lines there. You should post a pic your framed lizard though, it may lend some credibility to the poem.  |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
Uh, I have to disagree with my dear husband and say NO, you may keep the dead-framed-lizard pictures to yourself thankyouverymuch! =P However, I do owe the expired reptile (and his owner) some thanks for bringing Michael's muse out of hiding. Oh, and /bump. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Your poetry is always so good, wise, and worth reading over and over. I love how you inspire other good writers in here to be all that they can be as well. |
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