Unsure (You, Me, And Everybody Else)

by ALEX   Jan 17, 2008


Among the silent,
words I taste.
With harsh vibrations,
words I waste.

Crumpled pages,
become my identity.
Discarded passages,
I'm not lost, entirely.

Into the rivers,
among the moon and stars,
Sparkle both our reflections,
both too near and too far.

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  • 16 years ago

    by TamborineMan

    I just read a couple of your poems and I must say, I thoroughly enjoy your writing style. This poem in particular: lighthearted, but with a clear tone of desperation/doubt?

    I admit that I may be misinterpreting the poem, or simply reading too much into it, but I felt as though the last stanza was somewhat lacking compared to the first two. The allusions/metaphors in the last stanza are not as distinct as the first two... just an observation.

    All in all, excellent work - I hope you use my comments to try and see another point of view of your material that it might improve. You have some of the best work I've read on this forum. Bravo!

  • 16 years ago

    by Neil Marsden

    Hi There,

    Have just joined the site and as fate would have it... this piece of feeling was the very 1st poem I fell upon and I'm so glad I did!
    Like your imagery and very much like your style of writing.
    Will now go and view some more of your work and will bookmark you to return.

    All the best.

  • 16 years ago

    by FlawlesslyTarnished

    Very nice write. i loved the vocab.
    and the imagery being created
    in this short and simple, but
    beautiful poem, was amazingly done. :]
    another great write. 5/5.

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