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by Richard Vince

The leaves are long departed
To the great forest in the sky,
Where they can once again flourish
And feel young and bright,
And do whatever young leaves do.

And again I am listening to
Random old songs I may
Have heard on the radio once.

I have always been monochrome...
One who sees colours in me
Merely sees their own brightness,
Their own beauty, reflected
In the shallow pool of my soul
Which may dry up yet.

Or maybe I will just
Bleed it out.

After all, this black ink
That sinks into the page
May as well be my blood.

Blood I needed to shed
Long ago, but never quite felt
Ready to part with it.
But attachment is
A moot point with me,
As I have never been sure
Quite how many of my feelings
Are actually there.

I never used to think
Quite this much.

Still, I manage to be
Exceptionally good at
Thoughtlessness.

12/15/2001

Posted on 01/10/2009
Copyright © 2022 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 01/10/09 at 01:47 AM

Nice write Richard. And I believe that we are all guilty of being thoughtless, except toward ourselves. That is one we are most thoughtless toward others. We see everything through ouselves and sometimes that means ignoring others. That seems to be much of human nature.

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/10/09 at 05:27 AM

It's easy to marvel at the damage caused by not paying attention in the most casual way. This is one of your best.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/10/09 at 05:59 PM

"Blood I needed to shed Long ago, but never quite felt Ready to part with it. But attachment is A moot point with me, As I have never been sure Quite how many of my feelings Are actually there." Really a thought provoking stanza. Those last lines - a straight forward confession, indeed.

Posted by Laura Doom on 01/10/09 at 11:44 PM

I'm not one for dates or 'times', but this could reside somewhere between...I know if I'd felt this way in 2001, I probably wouldn't be around today. But then, I did, and I am. So, nothing changes :> Thinking aloud...
Wherever it came from, it's in danger of giving introversion a good name.

Posted by Mara Meade on 01/11/09 at 06:07 AM

Kristina said it for me - those same lines jumped out at me, too. This will stay in my head for a while.

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