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by George Hoerner

the sun plays
hide and seek
with the clouds
as i have played
the same with the
hours and days
of my life

so i apologize for
the lost wandering
into and out of
other lives
seeking refuge
but giving little
intruding upon souls
whose only fault was
being there

and i sidled up
knowing i might
be let in
playing truth
and deceit
so well because
i had no idea
what either was

like every thing
has opposite sides
on the same coin
be it being
or nothingness
up or down
white or black
and blue changes
quickly in a blink

because you think
of the subtle
none of which
will ever take place


Author's Note: started a long time ago

Posted on 04/10/2009
Copyright © 2023 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/10/09 at 01:55 AM

I hug this poem.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/10/09 at 12:37 PM

Beauiful piece- I love the last stanza!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/10/09 at 03:16 PM

Very well crafted - I like the sun/clouds analogy very much, the wandering and sidling that give this a casual, somewhat random process. You bring out the dreaming and the realities that we all share, and a solid sense of the passage of time.

Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 04/10/09 at 11:11 PM

I really relate to the words of this poem, but never could state it as well as you have. I applaud you for writing this excellent piece that I thoroughly enjoyed every word.

Posted by Laurie Blum on 04/11/09 at 02:03 AM

Lovely poem... you know how to create an intense senitment with words.

Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 04/14/09 at 05:32 PM

That you offer up an apology for living life as most do, being let in to the lives of others whilst keeping your own guard up perhaps...your honesty here is revealing, your word choice impeccable. There is truth and reality in these lines. Nice write. smh

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/14/09 at 09:26 PM

...as always i am awed, a gentle nudge to the ego-ignoring Universe and saying: "i am here, i am."...some great imagery goin' on re: 'been there--done that, thingee, i see from the horizon of 62...no hill for a stepper!,eh?

Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 04/14/09 at 11:11 PM

Oh the truth in this so clear and cold, so real. Good for you!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/26/12 at 03:36 PM

words, such as you employ, George, make it possible to be in a world which rails against being. words are keys and yours have this unique ability to turn in the direction of being. and all because words just happen to be there, even on our night stand to use them or lose them.

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