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As I Sit And Look Around Me
As I sit and look around me
It amazes and astounds me
All the wonders and the blunders of it all
As I watch and as I listen
I try to catch what I am missing
And I know that as I go I will recall
All the things that I have seen
And the places I have been
As the repeating of the beating starts to stall.
And as the mind does start the sleep
Within the darkness very deep
I may ask of this great task what was it all?
But in my years two score and ten
I do just now begin
To fight with all my might this mental brawl
Of from where it was I came
And to what end my name
As I’ve traveled near unraveled down the hall.
Michael, I don't know how I missed this one before today. My computer crashed a few weeks ago and I was only posting from school for a while. It's back up sort of, but I have a new email you might want to note. Anyway, back to your poem. This is really well metered. It reminds me of Poe and the fluid rhythm of his work. I have also felt and been in the places you speak of. I stay unraveled these days and listen hard to even get a glimpse of what is going on around me. LOL It isn't really funny is it? Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but I like the way things used to be and the societal boundaries that kept people from openly hurting others the way they do now. This poem is a jewel.
Jessica
This seems very reflective. Taking time to pause and ponder the years you have been on this earth. It's always good to stop... and take stock of self...to gain a better understanding of our own purpose. Wonderful writing, once again!