If I appear to come in and out of focus
as if seen through a telescopic lense
perhaps your hand lays heavy on the dial
and my proportions are accurately exact;
within millimeters of the expected growth
of the type of person I was meant to be.
Further examination may reveal anomolies,
subtle deviations from the common rule.
Isn't it strange how a charming eccentricity
once tolerated with good-natured affection
mutates into an untreatable systemic affliction
the cure for which lies clenched in a gloved fist.
I concede that I have slowly succumbed;
all that ails me, all that fails me: inconclusive.
Your diligent study meant to isolate the virulence,
insert preferred traits to maximize potential -
have reduced the organism to its original state;
wholly indivisible, indissolvable, singular.
I am set back in awe of the power this possess. The metaphors...perfect and most beautiful, as seen through these lenses. No, I never rest my hands on the focusing dials, when star gazing! Neither do I view without proper time for temperature adjustments. A most profound, and Astonishing piece of Exquisite poetry! I always say, if you look long enough, far enough, and deep enough...you'll find the problem you're looking for.
Outstanding in the highest degree! I do get this one. The last line is completely Genius! Brilliant!
It has been said, I forget by who; that as we women age, we simply become ourselves, only, well... more so. More sure, more certain, more cantankerous, less able to put up with BS. Imagine if we'd been encouraged to be oursleves throughout life, instead fo being told to be "good"? To quote Leonard Cohen, "the lovers will rise up/ and the mountains touch the ground"
Aside form that, we in the medical community are learning more and more about DNA malfunctions, and we barely know how even a small fraction of them impact the human body, mind, psyche. This poem is, to me, a tour-de-force of both concepts, expertly woven. Do you have any books published of just your own work? I'd buy one.
It's almost like the scientific explanation for why traits we once found endearing in our significant other eventually become the same said traits that drive us to distraction and even dislike...but written in beautiful poetic prose.
Excellent poem all the way around! And this
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Isn't it strange how a charming eccentricity
once tolerated with good-natured affection
mutates into an untreatable systemic affliction (how true! great lines)
I really enjoyed your choice of words as my eyes played upon your lines. This is an unique look and perspective. I didnt' have a favorite part, I liked the whole. Nicely done!
I am set back in awe of the power this possess. The metaphors...perfect and most beautiful, as seen through these lenses. No, I never rest my hands on the focusing dials, when star gazing! Neither do I view without proper time for temperature adjustments. A most profound, and Astonishing piece of Exquisite poetry! I always say, if you look long enough, far enough, and deep enough...you'll find the problem you're looking for.
Outstanding in the highest degree! I do get this one. The last line is completely Genius! Brilliant!