Monday, May 11, 2009

Poetry Train: As the blue sky

As the blue sky
knows nothing
about stars,
so am I a stranger
to you.

You see the person
you want
me to be: a white
fluffy cloud,
harmless.

But I am
the night
cloaked in the darkness
of secrets,
each of my stars
a hint
to the me
I really am.
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6 comments:

  1. floretaMay 12, 2009 at 12:57 AM

    oooh this was great! love the metaphors of a very real situation. i've been there. and i am the night too.

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  2. anthonynorthMay 12, 2009 at 3:59 AM

    Great use of metaphor.

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  3. poefusionMay 12, 2009 at 8:51 AM

    Good Morning Linda~ What a great poem. I think we all reveal what we want others to see at times but, we are so much more other times. The good and the bad wrapped together in one. Well done. Have a nice day.

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  4. AnonymousMay 12, 2009 at 10:31 AM

    nobody sees as the way we see oursselves, or do they?

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  5. paisleyMay 12, 2009 at 4:38 PM

    and i love being the night.......

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  6. gautami tripathyMay 14, 2009 at 10:22 AM

    I like the inner thoughts very much.

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