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We were walking down the street of summer hopes.
Along the sidewalks the Bohemian figures laid out their merchandise.
- "Aren't these rings marvelous? The stones look almost real."
- "But of course; they are hand-crafted, my dear."
Which reality of hers do you know?
We only observe some aspects of a personality
under our own skills of perception
and we fill in the voids with need and dream.
We, sometimes, expand these views to other, imaginary spaces
as speculation and love require.
That image may become the symbol of an era
or a state of emotion or a dry leaf on the dust.
- "Would you like your picture be taken, Sir?"
- "No, thank you. I have left my watch at home."
Time is folding around the lust of our youth
and is sticking needles in the wounds of childhood.
Time that would be but never was;
"the key was stuck in the keyhole,
unable to turn or move".
Is there time?
Can you call time the implacable succession of events
on the screen or through your window,
on colored pages, in your sleepless eyes?
In reality, do you know her?
- "Is it the smell that is missing from these roses?"
- "My dear, shouldn't we move on? The bus."
Such enthusiasm, so much fire over the colors
of an electric transformer;
should they be gray or orange and blue?
Remembering the occasion when a block
of warm concrete and a chisel
were sufficient to shape happiness or poverty,
she smiled with her eyes.
A few sun-drops and a cup of tea
and the afternoon was ablaze with what was to be
and never would.
- "I believe in planning the future
and taking risks in the present."
- "One may learn life that way."
Had I said what she wanted
or what I had wanted her to want me to say
or what she wanted me to want to say?
I had said what I wanted, anyway.
Copyright 2005 by interested13563
7/29/2005 12:47 am
words are tricky: everything you say is unexpected and you can always say anything you want anyway...|
7/29/2005 6:29 am
7/29/2005 6:10 pm
Words are tricky indeed, FreeLove.|
And smiles are great, Coffee!
And We can project ourselves using
both, Waggy! Thanks for visiting!