From my Window...a poem
From my Window
By Tony DeLorger © 2013
Peering from my window,
into the changing hues of a winter sky,
I wander, thoughts drifting as the solemn clouds,
parted, infused, brooding layers of life.
And so I contend with my fancy,
between consciousness and my dreams,
the outpourings of a soul seeking,
always swayed by the heart to find truths.
It is within this my malaise,
between logic and imagination,
my thoughts effervesce,
taunting truths and ideals to express.
I seek not to find definitives,
rather the spaces between the lines,
the lost snippets in shadow,
and the texture of human grit.
Here in this my playground,
I wallow in the primordial ooze,
the beginnings of the creative cycles of life,
to wear life like a skin and to infuse.
Both darkness and light pervade me,
and in my wanderings I absorb the harsh realities,
the abhorrent truths of malice and narcissism,
that dwell within each of us.
Far from perfection we oscillate within the swell of voices,
the endless resounding of truths and lies,
adjusted and accepted in our desperation,
to find place in this earthly dream.
As I look out my window,
I return to my words,
given flight upon the page by thoughts aloft,
images and fancy that I alone contain.
The written word is an explorations of the human mind, unveiling what is instilled in our hearts and experiences.
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