pearls

Sonnet 49

Posted in quatorzain by maggie on 2009/10/06
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What can't be seen's so easy to define —
it's harder when you have to draw what's there
the way it is.  You'd rather your design
have nothing against which it must compare.

And anyway you shouldn't trust your eyes
to sort out what's illusion from what's not
what you expected under its disguise —
you'd rather watch the dream than what you've got.

Invisible, I fade behind thick clouds
too far away to make out in the dark,
another stranger lost among your crowds.

No matter, you can fancy my ideal
without the other mimicking its mark —
Who cares if our reality's not real?

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  1. Fantasia Lillith said, on 2009/10/06 at 19:48

    LOL I just made the comment on your other poem – there is no such thing as reality only perception. but I love the line: having nothnin against which it must compare. Oh God yes … that I get.

    In my writing, in my shape, in my ideals …

    • lady maggie said, on 2009/10/06 at 20:01

      and does apply equally to the other poem (although i can’t resist noting that his perception rather sucks as a version of reality) and to every other poem i might care to conceive

      thanks for being here, and for sharing your own writing and shape and ideals


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