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As to When or Where

by David R Spellman

Just because you thought
there was no meaning left
your being made it apparent
that by reflection there was
one which can't be denied
seeing it full form and all
splayed out in front of you
and no matter how much
that you denied it was yours,
it was only one shade from
beyond what you wished
it could really have been.
 
How splendid each stride
was planned yet unknowing
you had played all along
without full recognition
of some other consequences
that ply your memories
leaving you wondering what
exactly did go wrong or
if anything had... indeed.
 

07/11/2002

Posted on 08/31/2005
Copyright © 2024 David R Spellman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charles E Minshall on 08/31/05 at 04:53 AM

One of lifes puzzles. Well done Dave...Charlie

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/31/05 at 08:16 PM

Hmmm some never accept the possible, only reach for the improbable, always expecting disappointment and thereby always getting it! Well, that is what this philosophical conundrum says to me!

Posted by Rula Shin on 09/01/05 at 02:18 PM

Indeed each cause has its effect and each effect its cause, but where is that first cause that we have supposedly CHOSEN? Or, subsequently, can we at any point truly choose our cause? That's what I got from this. Philosophical piece, well done :-)

Posted by Rula Shin on 09/01/05 at 02:19 PM

I mean "choose our cause for specified effect"

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/01/05 at 02:47 PM

'How splendid each stride was planned yet unknowing you had played all along without full recognition of some other consequences that ply your memories''... yes, as Rula Shin has rightly put it that every happening, despite the claim of doing, is subject to this law of cause and effect subject to the law of accident subject to the law of.... well they all complement each other, never contradicting the other, maintaining this illusion intact that its our doing.

Posted by Mara Meade on 09/03/05 at 03:30 AM

A solid reminder, yes, of what we oftendon't see because of our own blindness.

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