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there is question (w/ paul lorenz) by Morgan D Hafelea puddle.
just a puddle
rippling in the wind
stained with oil
brown from dirt
and muck.
just a puddle
presents a skewed
reflection.
the longer it is stared at
the easier it is to get lost.
a breath.
just a breath.
the universe
is captured here.
there
near
a reflection
a window
my soul
your soul
penetrate that rainbow
fly through the sky
nothing to loose
everything
a reflection
of youth
gone away
of knowledge
thought learned
of love
honest, yet lost
of futures
still foreign 07/21/2010 Posted on 07/21/2010 Copyright © 2025 Morgan D Hafele
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 07/22/10 at 01:01 AM I like this piece. Looking around us I question how many see what we have lost in the past few years. Not via politics. We have lost our virginity or as you say our youth. It has been lost in many other countries via war. But here only those spending time in the burial ground feel war. For the rest it just another piece of news. But lost youth was born in Vietnam, Africa, Bosnia, and the Middle East. For us it the loss on Wall Street, and its affect on the economy. Then the oil spill and a clean far closer than Alaska. One that we will be forced to see the consequences of up close and personal. Good write guys. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 07/28/10 at 12:45 AM The reflection may be skewed but it conveys a realism associated with experience. The face may be young but experience has made it look older. The words mesh well in the piece and the voices in the collab are seamless. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/01/10 at 12:25 AM Great image to start out and then what you do with it is very cool. 6th stanza my fav - reflections of souls - that always gets me. Then there is that rainbow flying in from the imagination of two imaginative writers. I agree with Max, the collaboration is absolutely seamless, but it was nice to know that two people wrote this - to see what you could do with it. You done GOOD! Thanks. |
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