The Naked Eye

This is not who I am 
nor who I preach to be.
I talk through a vacuum
of a vessel mouth,
Letting former thoughts
cease to be.

Ill walk in my head 
and talk with the wind,
My friends will listen by cliffs;
I will observe as the water 
erodes some of its face away. 
Just a little more gone, 
A few stones have fallen away. 

Now we venture deeper into winter. 
I go to drown beneath my sheets. 
I will find heat in all that's frozen. 
A knock comes upon my door, 
answered to a friend who only smiles. 
Imagine a snowflake that is all so different 
when so many seem the same.  

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

I like this piece, it has a lot in common with several themes that I personally like to write about. A struggle with either a superficial world, or a superficial self, which at times are hard to distinguish. And that desire to distinguish oneself when at times you feel at though you at just more of the same, but you still want others to see; but their response is empty, and seems to reflect 'more of the same'. I like the snowflake comparison, since although we are told each snowflake is unique; until you look under a magnifying glass, they all just look the same.

[Shane Hogan Poetry]

I enjoy the fact that you have spent your time contemplating this poem. This is a poem many people wouldn't understand! Thank you for this thought out review! I'll send you a signed book, once they are in production if you would like!

[Nusquam Esse]

Well, I mostly write allegories, so it is just part of the process of reading for me. Just message me when you got more details about a book!

[paddy d daly]

I like the imagery, the knock on the door, answered to a friend who only smiles, no need for
words, implies true friendship.

[Pushkar Prabhat]

Amazing write Shane....... I really loved it!!

[Faithfuldream]

It always warms my heart when writers talk about snowflakes. One of the most beautiful things out there in the world

[Desiree]

I read it a little differently. Like how you distribute your thoughts and find solace in the difference of influence. I enjoyed it, gave me butterflies at the end. love the last line. Happy writing Shane!

[paras]

thats really a great piece how you create an image through the poem of friendship and nature together.!

[Baby Ricochet]

I don't like snow. It's to flaky. Interesting poem

[s y e]

I loved everything about this poem Shane, nothing more to say really.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Your poems are always so profound and beautifully written.As per usual really nice Shane:)