"We Are All I's..."

Sometimes it isn’t strange at all how individual, standalone thoughts just flow and merge into cohesive narratives offered to help understand life as we live it… don’tcha know.

 

“We All Are I’s…”

 

I find the “wee” hours

hold me close

as they whisper niceties.

And tantalizing, wish full

- fantasies - form then play

behind my eyes.

 

What IS reality

in the face of dreams

finally being lived -

if only in the shadowlands

of “wish-they-weres”

or “could-have-beens”?

 

Have you noticed

a me… any me…

walking by, or sitting alone,

or standing - likely just staring into - their own soul -

as the “Nothing” envelops us all?

It seems that’s what we have

as life happens

and we find …mortality - does exist.

So many questions

and our own answers.

 

Time…

Yesterdays become tomorrows

tomorrows just other yesterdays.

We live in each the other’s silence,

wander unmade paths.

Think too much;

reach too little;

daydream the nights,

remember moments;

‘til we “breathe”…

as we can.

 

Our worlds aren’t unique

…just to us…

But neither are the other I’s worlds

…to them alone.

Opinions reflect …whens

- so many whens

and fewer people daily.

So many alike

and in their unshared silence

- unknown.

 

Emotions dwell within our “touches”

and being “touched”, 

our anger is in its missing.

Life withholds so much -

but so do we in our ways.

Love isn’t settling - but so many do…

And it doesn’t take two

cause we don’t choose whom we love -

now do we?

Many hold tight to stability and status

as the eves wither us away.

Too many try - way too hard

To change or placate their other

‘til the other isn’t their other anymore…

Strange,

how we knowingly mutilate whom we wanted…

into discarded choices.

 

It comes down to …company -

sharing - a today, a moment, a now;

some one to turn to -

to say to, “Did you see THAT!”

Someone to “touch”,

someone that WANTS “touching”.

 

I DO the little things because

I want to,

not because I have to.

 

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Elaine]

Powerful! "Life withholds so much - but so do we, in our ways."
wow. yes. This made me think - I like that!!

[Chris]

Sharing 'moments' is what we do best.

[Ken e Bujold]

Fantastic opening stanza set my mind ablaze and had me hooked lined and sinker'd

the wee hours, my favorite hours, as your so rightly put "shadowlands of...could have beens"
we do indeed think too much, read too little, make world's tight to ourselves

with the great close of introspection-admission of self: I do the little things

thanks for a great read Chris

ken

[olla]

too much.. too many.. like that box of chocolates.. except life is the chocolate factory.. I wonder how many tasty morsels are left in the wake of the feeding frenzy of youth..