Impressionism

by Beautiful Chaos   Sep 11, 2007


I see you
Smiling at me from across the room
I remember those lips

So soft, so sweet
So twisted and mean
The photograph doesn't capture that

But I remember
Every moment
Every word
Trapped in my mind

The tender and the bitter
Two sides to a coin
Oh but the human spirit
Made of so much more

A complicated mass
Blood, bone, skin
Mind, heart, emotion
Chaos and perfection all at once

We are life and death
A single picture
But a whisper
Revealing only what we wish

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  • 17 years ago

    by dollwithafrown

    This is my favourite [so far] that I've read of yours. I could really, really relate to this, so that's probably why I got into it so much. I could clearly understand it.

    Wonderful job.

  • 17 years ago

    by CaffeineBomb

    The second stanza of this is probably my favourite, when you realise that this isn't merely a romantic memory, but something more complex than that.
    The last stanza is brilliant also, it captures the idea that a photograph has so much going on behind it really well. I love this poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by Independence Forever

    It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

    your servant:
    david

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