Pieces

in #poetry8 years ago

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Some where form and function lie
In harmony beneath a bridge
Starving cold and lonely
Waiting for the day
They may sing again in broad daylight
Far from the decries of naysayers
Who would separate the two.
Come with me to the riverside
Come let them know it’s alright,
The way things were can never be,
Time to build a future in reality.

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Awesome poem @bleedpoet...
Every line is meaningful....
I show a little poem in my heart

There’s not a single minute
In all the hours of my day
That I’m not sorry you’re not in it
That I’m not sad you went away

Thank you, true words I can relate to.

In a mad world
Of assumed identities
Who are we?
the man or the machine?

I love the rhetorical question, it gives a kind of beauty to the verse here.
I was completely musing reading this, it's beautiful, this style of yours is really sweet.

Do we live to create online persona, or are we carefully parsing who we are to present an identity, to be more palatable. Is that good for us, or do we become generalizable avatars of self?

I think some individuals tend to blend with the one the society really wants them to be sometimes it affects the true personality one is original designed for

I'll see if I cab write a poem on it, your question is truly challenging

I look forward to your take on it, please feel free to post a link to it here when you’re done😀

Bridges over troubled water
People to lean on
Reality holds all the ugly truths
Bleeding was never sanitary
I open wounds long after the fact
It is because the scars never healed right
Needed someone to see
I am an open book like you
I am

I was never civilized, just had a lot of class

A man who keeps secrets
It is what is not in the blood
It is in the things I don't say
That nobody gives me credit for
I won't make you bleed anymore
I can only rupture blood vessel that belong to me

Ring ring I hear you - but I can't pick up
What we put down is too much

We put ourselves out, like fish to be caught.
Never wanting to be held as more then a trophy
Then thrown back into the sea.

For the bloody mess I make, I can only beg forgiveness
The mind makes wounds no hand can stitch
There is a silence under the bridge, as new neighbors setup camp
On the opposite shore, Absurdity and Absolutes
Staring blankly at Form and Function,
No one certain who is right, only avoiding what’s wrong.

Live and let live

How can you express yourself not too emotionally?
It seems like you and your wife are somewhere on the beach?

There are feelings and embellishments, there is sadness driven to depression and joy riding as ecstatic ecstasy. Swinging the pendulum to far in either direction, results in it swinging to far the other way. I'm sure the monks have taught you of the middle path.

And yes, that's my wife and I our first summer together on Toronto island, the photo was taken by our friend Michel Monnier, who was visiting from Switzerland. The funny looking thing in the background is the CN tower.

a collage of traits...
a shade or shadow
of something we've seen before

So much of who we are is reflected from the people we know, the places we've been, the experiences that shape us. A 'collage' is such a perfect image - how can we ever really pin down the individual behind all those influences?

Another very thoughtful write, such a joy to read.

Thanks Lazurus, to be honest I stole it from college of trades.

we are something yet nothing but sum of our parts.

This is my fav line, as I interpreted it as the collective consciousness in which we all share. fascinating piece of poetry.

Truly each of us are but a small cog in a much bigger machine. Glad you enjoyed it.

you and your wife? They look very good that way, was that true on that day? At least I could read your poem very nice @bleedpoet

Yes, back when we were much younger😄 Still not great at faces. These poems are unrelated, just separate pieces of a bigger puzzle.

But the poem was very good I think something good came out, when they were young? What do I draw?

That drawing💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 aww friend that’s sweetness right there!

how wonderfull poetry you showing this special day..really very best friend.your poetry art very good attraction of your post. everyday giving meaningfull poetry in your post.just excellent words poetry..very well done..take care yourself and best of luck of your great work... my dear friend.. @bleedpoet..

Very nice writing

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