Lucidity's Neon Light
she peeks into this
night with her one eye gazing
through a blue aura
to the earth on which I stand
and we both understand why
night with her one eye gazing
through a blue aura
to the earth on which I stand
and we both understand why
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 12:29 AM
9 Comments:
I want to know more.
I want to know what you both know, to understand what you both understand.
But sometimes things are meant to be between two people, alone.
Especially if the two people are one.
I need to mind my own damn business.
Cliff hanger poetry?
So, how was your day?
Can you tell I have the personality of a rock tonight? Still I am compelled to connect.
I see.
I definitely see your point as well.
I thought it a rather strange way to end a piece, a piece that seemed to be descriptive up until this "Cliff hanger." But, for some reason, I liked it. And thought "faces come out in the rain...when you're stange."
Upon reflection, and your insightful comments, I am now looking at it through your eyes. and I see a need to know this understanding. But to simply explain it to you, would serve the poet not. It must be one's interpretation that guides the mind's eye.
So.
I see.
thank you my friend.
Perhaps another perspective of the effectivness of this tanks would serve well.
But I'm pretty damn sure at this moment I agree with you completely.
correction: tanka
never fails
just when I think I'm smart. nope! still stupid.
I hope you know that I'm not criticising, the piece is great, it made me think about it in a couple of different ways. It led me.
I wanted to see into yours and her world(s). I wanted to understand. To me this piece is about wanting what someone else has, maybe.
Or wanting that silent understanding, but the silent understanding between two people is sometimes non of my business. You know?
You could never pull stupid off. Nope, never.
Thank you, Lori.
But no explanation is needed.
I welcome critiques of any and all pieces. I know that it was not your intention, but I think your comments were helpful and insightful.
You may have read these already:
http://www.freewebs.com/rarepetal/watkins.htm
You guys are so artsy! I could never critique you James. Not to imply Lori shouldn't, she is a fellow artist. Hell, I just don't know how to. I just read and interpret the way I see and feel it. We readers have that right. My interpretation of the poem, doesn't include two people at all, only one, and the other personifying the moon.
Oh hell, I hope I don't sound stupid.....Just the thoughts of a reader, not an artist. I have enjoyed all of your poetry. From a layman like me, take this as a compliment. Some poetry just leaves me thinking, "huh, what?"
Your non-artsy fartsy friend (hehee),
Becky :)
hell, even my fahts are ahtsy....not
oh~!
Don't ask me why I said that.
I want minds to contemplate, years into the future, what did he mean by that?
Oh!
The world may never know.
Becky may have nailed it with the moon.
At least it made me look at it differently.
I've been glitching all frapping week.
My brain's on drain.
Or maybe it's clogged and that's the problem.
Heeeeeeeee, minds to contemplate, years into the future, heeeeeeeee.
You better find some minds that have better memories than ours. Or more active brain cells. Heeeeeee, just kidding.
xx, Lori
I think tonight my brian is cooked.
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