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MaddieJ

Can I see your thoughts? Like lines of a poem waving in the air above your handsome head?

Can I find your words for you? And write them on my forehead so I don’t forget them?

Make my eyes a journal. Draw in them, your castles in the air.

I seek truth in your paintings.

I dive into your zeal.

How is it Sir, that you stir in me, a clarity?

How is it that all this time, before we came to be, I was so veiled?

A stranger and a vagabond, baring no ties to a certain this or that.

Will you hop the trains with me? Will you throw a pack on your back and in kindred soul, wade through the thick of this magnificently heroic globe?

 

  • Author: Leya Virago (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2018 22:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a poem of questions.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 16
  • Users favorite of this poem: Lorna
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  • Lorna

    Wow..... wonderful questions and vision.

    • MaddieJ

      Well thanks so much!

    • MaddieJ

      Credits to the movie "Alice in Wonderland" Directed by Tim Burton, for that last line. "Magnificently heroic globe" I have always been in love with that phrase ever since I heard it.



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