Wonder

Wonder

A Poem by Emily B

Don't tell me how it works, sir,
I like to watch
And be amazed at the display.
The inner workings, wiring, switches,
all, are unnecessary details.
Miracles deflated.
Don't explain the rainbow,
or sunshine,
or brain waves.
Child-like
in my comprehension
I want to smile
and clap my hands
at the wonder
of it all.


 

© 2009 Emily B


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I remember this one. It brings to mind several memories and a cpl not so good ones. At Children's Hospital in St. Louis they have this magnificent huge display in a glass box that is taller than me and and probably 10 or 15 ft long. It sits right in the center of the entry foyer. It is hard to describe but it is all of these rails and chains and buckets and silver balls constantly moving up and down and across... you get the picture. People just stand there watching in awe, it is magnificent and your poem has always reminded me of that. I love this piece...

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Your best one. Liked a lot.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your words are so wonderfully refreshing, allowing the wonder of it all to surround us and fill us as we once were as children. Just to be thankful and appreciate the world around us. Such a profound write!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I dare say, M, I want to know how your style works! If I could, I would borrow your eyes and see how you embezzle poetry from the world.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a refreshing poem. That's why i like quantum physics and cosmology, even when it is explained to me and I think i understand it I am left baffled. But yes, to see the world through magical eyes. Wonder- full :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely reminder that miracles do not need explanation, that to experience is to know.... Charming writing

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i like the childish undertone in this one. the delight and utter rapture in observing complexities, it is kinda thrilling isn't it...thanks for reminding me of that fact :)

oh! and thanx for reviewing solar advent! i was beginning to think it wasn't that great...

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily,
What a delightful poem:
"Don't tell me how it works, sir,"
I love this line, the wonder of wondering!!
Nice write!
Lynne

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this! I am an electrical engineer, and we are rarely to be found as the part subject of a poem. But of course, the real subject is wonder. Please God we never lose it. I see it in other of your work and where wonder is, happiness is near. This piece in a delightful way encapsulated all of this and the chosen form emphasised it.
Welcome to my Friends,
John

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hummm I thought that I commented on this. I remember it. I remember thinking ... and I thought typing .... that how it works IS the wonder for us. We LOVE learning the how. Strange that we don't show that curiosity with women. Perhaps you girls are the ONE gadget that is simply too complex for us to decipher.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A delightful ending. How true, to wonder in it all without instruction. Thank you for sharing your great talent for words and emotions.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B

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