...perception is us
not manifest
destiny or dream
boards and images
attached.
Artwork by Anonymous Unknown author, 18th century, in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
...perception is us
not manifest
destiny or dream
boards and images
attached.
Artwork by Anonymous Unknown author, 18th century, in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
A place holder,
beginning with an idea
called Someone.
A word
dear
changes to another
fondness
becomes
a title, a role, given
to the someone, the anyone
shared-
until the job, the role, the position
changes.
And you have become someone,
the only one
you never knew-
until now,
meeting yourself
more than halfway
to being, have become, a place-
holder of names
you will never
go by.
Painting by Mary Cassatt (1844-1926), 'Young mother sewing', in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
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