what was his name

anyone confused here?

what was his name

Supposedly he dangled himself in front and (don’t forget) behind

the display of blurred realities.

forgetting the self that was indeed there but not there

he gazed into the blurry reflection of his own being

frustrated, a mirage of relief came to his aid.

it was himself in the interior

arms, legs intact while his head slowly

crowned itself on his neck and shoulders.

the notion here was wholeness

but did he get it?

ladies & gentlemen lay your bets down on the wholeness fool

they did and the house was cleaned out

the only one there was.......... what was his name?

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Lyn!

Dust hits the mark as I bow in humble praise!

regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks R.E.

More than once have I stumbled over my own words.

regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Lydia!

Unknown to me that clouds could and sometimes remain cloudy. Would sunshine ever come?

regards,
al

[Lyn Anderson]

We are all but dust. A what's his name to most. Hence humble should we remain. :)

[R.E. Ray]

Reading this is similar to what I’d imagine if walking through an inverted maze. I’m left dizzy but see partial reflections in my mirror. Don’t we all see pieces of ourselves in poetry? I’ve certainly missed the mark, though it’s true to my mind. Art in poetic form.

[Lydia Shutter]

Reminds me of the concept in Neil Diamond's song, "I am I said." There are days we wonder if we matter at all in the grand scheme of things. When we are gone, will there be a void or will people say, "really, who are you talking about?" I think as we grow older, we become less relevant in some ways in today's society...sad, but true. This one is thought provoking and so real...perhaps too real. Lydi**

[Alfred Kukitz]

Since moving to NH, living with Debra and finding a whole new pattern I feel sometimes like the above poem. Thanks Jacob!

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we don't know our own reality or remember our own name...and maybe we only think we existed.
so good to read you again, Al.
good stuff...philosophical and mind bending.
j.