Everything about this life is speculation... don't play it off as fact.
Time to take a look, past the web and dust, This life is all dimensions--forgotten Lies take on the form of ghosts, without trust; But there is the Thinker, thinking rotten Thoughts that linger back and forth, finding faith. Digging deeper, searching for the headless; It worms its way through time, through frozen space, Around stars, suns, slaves, hiding from success. Finally found, the answer lies in cracks, Inside a mirror of a mirror, glass And body impeding a hand of black; Tempting, touching, but the truth has no mass. The Thinker thinking upon a glass floor, Not the while knowing his mind and more.
Great piece- sonnets are ridiculously hard, haha. Much better than anything I could write, and you were younger than I am now. :)
Wonderful word choices and rhythm.
you are a deep thinker my friend..loved this..will keep in my library as needs more attention to soak in the meanings..16 you say? well I wish I had this mind at 16..I might not be where I am today if I had..
Definitely exquisite. Wonderful writing, and the ending just works. It's great. The flow is fantastic. My favorite lines were,
"Finally found, the answer lies in cracks,
Inside a mirror of a mirror, glass
And body impeding a hand of black;
Tempting, touching, but the truth has no mass.
The Thinker thinking upon a glass floor,
Not the while knowing his mind and more."
WOW! Truly excellent love :) This is fabulous!
Everything grounded then flying, surreality inspected, light in truth? Is all reality or is there something else tangible?
This is excellent, I LOVE this!
xx
"If you chase two rabbits, you will lose them both." - Native American saying
Twenty years. A poet, an author, an expressionist. I believe in originality, I believe in art, I believe in myself.
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