I only see what you want me to see
locked in darkness of these walls
you poke holes in random places
allowing pricks of bright light
to leak into my sealed world
showing me an inverted outside
where buildings point downward
into the flowing blue sky below
or is it my world that is reversed?
And when I think I understand
you seal over the holes again
taking away my light and visions
leaving me to scrabble in obscurity
meaningless words on the dusty floor
as I listen for your next jab
thrusting deep past my walls
creating a new glimmering illusion
dancing shadows and revelations
beyond my understanding and hope.
wow
………….. really good
I love the camera obscura imagery, but this one makes me sad. I’d rather have…salad.
I agree! Bring on the salad…
This one is not one of my better efforts…but it will do for my daily post. I am counting the days to when I can feel free not to post and ponder the words I am writing.
It’s reminds me of my first photo-shoot at the mission with the 4X5 in sb! I miss my 4X5
You had a 4X5! What happened to it?
You had a 4X5! What happened to it?
Is this an allegory for blogging per se? We each allow tiny holes in our privacy to allow selected images of our lives to be public knowledge. It’s a thoughtful and interesting poem!
I guess it is! Indeed it is perhaps much of how we live our private lives in a public world!