I would like to comment on my own poem as to allow my insight on it. One: if you think it is tofu, that is ok by me…smile. I am who I am and not all understand me. I am a raw creature enlightened by what is hidden right in front of our faces. Not everyone sees it, I am use to that. I love who I am and this poem could not express me better thus the words are chosen precisely. Two: Everything past the first cosmic bang is a reaction, the desire to write, how we wear our hair, who we love is a reaction to a prior reaction precisely lines up before us to embrace. Yes I am a true believer in destiny, karma and the fact everything happens for a reason. I was referring to others; children, mates, and people at work or even the casher I always seem to get that is never quite concerned about how long she takes. Our life’s are and incredible intertwined web or better yet a puzzle, we are but a small piece. One piece affecting the other. When things happen to us it is not always about us it may very well be all about the stranger next to us we never even met. I choose to simplify the complexity that comes with being as arrogant as to think it’s always about me. I am but a piece, a very special piece for without me the picture is not complete, yet only a piece with equal value of each that connect with me if for only but a brief moment in this life. Thank you for your reads and hopefully a look at the amazing flip side of this life we are blessed with.
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This is beautiful. So powerful and honest. I love the way you repeat the "Not who I was yesterday/Not who I'll be tomorrow/An ever flowing vessel of change". Brilliant.
This piece just eminates a sense of well being and is so very, very stong. You're word choice, the flow, as if your pen was enchanted and all that magic seeped into your writing. Absolutely magnificent!!
This is beautiful. So powerful and honest. I love the way you repeat the "Not who I was yesterday/Not who I'll be tomorrow/An ever flowing vessel of change". Brilliant.
This piece just eminates a sense of well being and is so very, very stong. You're word choice, the flow, as if your pen was enchanted and all that magic seeped into your writing. Absolutely magnificent!!
I wrote a poem titled This Is Me Plain To See. Of course it is about me but it is also not about me at all. I choose to use the words "me" and "I" in it because the topic isn't about me at all. It is actually about the way the world seems to be from my perspective. My life is but a reflection of the past and the future or my part in it is far to far away to see.
I'm sorry. I seem to be in the minority when I say I found this a vernal, generic gesture of a poem. It sounds like a poem, looks like a poem, but it's tofu.
wonderful and insightful write, I notice you speak of only being in control of your reactions which are usually dependent on an action elsewhere; are your reactions not also an action (albeit made with clarity) which will in itself cause a reaction? I guess I'm also asking about choices, ambitions, desires, beliefs and the actions we take in pursuit of these, if we only act out of reaction that is, if the likes of ambition and desire are prompted by things out of our control, then I am thinking life would be chaos, dependant on outside forces to which we can only react. I understand change is constant, I guess I'm a little stuck on your use of 'reaction', a most thought provoking read...thanks for that.
zen, i've read in a book by eckhart tolle, that we should never seek nirvana. let go of selfish goals or rewards...focus only on the calm of yourself and the universe and the rest will fall into place....
that being said, i'm very impatient...and my mind is so noisy...this may be an impossibility for me..heh...
poignant write!
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