You and I

I am not I in a poem.

You are the you of my mind.

We are engaged in this reading,

Lovers of lyrical lines.

Syllables chosen for rhythm;

Vowels sounded out for the rhyme.

Images carefully crafted

Lead you to laugh or to cry.

Poems present what we're feeling,

Who are the we, you and I?

Words are what hold us together.

Is, then, our union a lie?

 

Reviews

[Be myself!]

Well...this is very good. You ended with a question that is more of an opinion, I believe that you can meet friends by just the very ink that you write with be it liquid or pixels. I are more likely to show yourseslf in writing than in person because you can be yourself. Hopefully, no one will judge you by your writing but by your actions. The knowledge of literature itself is a friend to any human. It teachs us even if we don't wish to learn. So the answer to your question, in my opinion, is no, it is not a lie but a florishing bud wanting to grow into a beautiful rose.

[Dennis A. Clark]

Ah, very nice response. Thanks, Lexi.

[Be myself!]

Haha. Yay. Lol. And your welcome. :)

[Dennis A. Clark]

I chose a good name, didn't I?

[Be myself!]

Yep. Thats my favorite. Other than the fact that it is also a pornstars name.

[Dennis A. Clark]

Just looked it up. Ah, okay.

[Be myself!]

Yea. Kinda of a disappointment.

[mark slade]

clever connection of words. Pretty damn good!

[Dennis A. Clark]

Thanks. I look to Lewis Carroll and John Lennon as the wordplay kings.

[vspjaguar]

wonderfully crafted poetry as usual. You have the knack of making the readers to read your poem twice or more than that.

[Dennis A. Clark]

Thank you. Yes, I had hoped it would require a rereading.