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"My Mould"

by Max Phineas

Exposed,
breathless
I am speechless

X-ray eyes
from all sides
I am transparent.

Billions of words
spoken around me
I am invisible.

Questioning stares
Tilted heads
I am a puzzle.

Bustling crowds
race toward destiny
I am frozen.

Universe spinning wildly
toward infinity
I am tiny.

01/10/2008

Posted on 01/11/2008
Copyright © 2024 Max Phineas

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Tony Whitaker on 01/11/08 at 09:30 AM

Wow Callie. An A+ for style alone. The "I am" is relentless and appropriate in the form. A punctuation to each section of the "Mould".

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 01/13/08 at 03:04 AM

Callie your perspective poem reminds me that we see ourselves in relation to those around us and our environment. Sometimes, it's so difficult to see ourselves just in our own perspective. Then again, we live in this world and that's our identity.
~Chelle~

Posted by Rebecca Lin on 05/25/08 at 04:53 AM

dude...I don't know why I never commented on this before...I really like it!

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