Sunday, 4 March 2012

reality bite



your infatuation for me has been blown out of all proportion
you stand me high above you on some statuesque pedestal
just out of your reach
but that is just leaving me ready for the fall
from your eyes
we could talk
laugh even at the absurdity of our relationship
i am alive
touch me
i shall not shatter into a thousand pieces
close your mind to the dream
and connect with my reality.


Magpie Tales 107.
my poem for todays magpie tales from tess, see the others over here.

13 comments:

  1. Really like your interpretation. Nice.

    ~Shawna
    rosemarymint.wordpress.com

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  2. so sad when we put one so high ont he pedestal it becomes a lonely place of their slow dying....

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  3. Oh yes I can relate to this- hate pedestals and magnifying glasses!
    thanks.

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  4. Oh yes, pedestals aren't good for either party. Well done you!

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  5. Blown out of proportion!

    Brilliant!
    :)

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  6. yes, we are all just regular people. no need for the pedestal!

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  7. Yep, the air gets pretty thin on those pedestals...

    ;)

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  8. I had a very similar take on the picture...loved yours. Pedestals are counterproductive!

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  9. like: close your mind to the dream and connect to my reality.

    great poem.

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