Poems for a sunny summer 2- More words from a Lost Speaker
Carved in stone, a familiar face
Please don't judge poorly
This is worrisome.
Words have been duplicated in the most unknowing manner! Perhaps our thoughts and story, or view was similar, the idea is truly perplexing. How can words from a separate speaker, painted in a different light, be duplicated? All humble apologies if the following speech seems copied or mirrors another voice, that was never the intention of these actions.
Well it’s nice that you’ve gathered,
We’ll start with an atmospheric
Physics example of liquid
Do pay close attention for similarities are abound.
Collected into a puddle
Liquid, or water if you will,
Holds a certain stagnant form
I say, until you stomp in it, eh.
Now, the puddle can be moulded
And in return mould its surroundings
You don’t believe me
Then toss a hot iron into the mix.
Now your puddle is bubbling
And let’s not forget the transformation
Don’t worry, now our liquid is a dazzling mist
I dare say we can imagine such a thing.
The mist is merely the wildly open form
We couldn’t imagine within the puddle
Soon yes, the mist will dissipate
And find its way back to the puddle.
Right, enough on puddles
Or dare I say in them
I do hope we can maintain our humor
This next bit is a slight stretch.
Why do we meet one another?
I know, too vague you say,
But please hear me out good people
I’m positive you’ll melt at the direction we’re taking.
Well the question is rather vague
But that’s the point
Because in reality, it’s rather laughable really,
We have no real clue why we meet each other.
Now I know, you say I’m a quack,
But please hear me out,
I’ve only just begun to waddle
Apologies, returning to the matter at hand
You see there’s this build up
In any social relation
Honestly I can’t be expected to paint everything
However I still possess a few hot irons.
So imagine a connection through appreciation
Don’t worry this is not the only example
It’s through appreciation that
Mutual understanding is achieved.
Then there’s awareness
Ha, not just awareness, understanding fits here,
But it still deserves its own tier
I could go on, but I see your eyes droop!
They fall, I know- or rather hope-
Because a dream is the only next step imaginable
Ah but here is where the folly lies
Hands down, I will not explain folly!
Now, as you can imagine, this burning expansion
Can really only last for so long
Yes it will build and peak, and at that peak
Well I must say it truly is glorious.
Sorry, I lose myself at times on this topic,
Yes, the peak you ask, what about the peak?
Well that’s where the eyes fall
A dream is wished for.
The problem with this, if you will,
Is that, well the peak is unfortunately ignored
Now this may not seem like much, but it is my friends.
For if your eyes, or my eyes, are closed at this peak
Well we, how do I relay this,
We never realize what or where it is
Ha no, there is no jest here, I speak truths.
However you must know, truths
Are only ever true to the speaker
I must say we are aware it’s easy to fake truths
But alas, we must digress.
I know my friends you wish not for such
And neither do I, it has been exquisite
But the problem is, if you are still here
You missed the peak, and were too busy savoring the dream.