Pieces of yesterday lay in tattered strips of paper
at my feet.
Perforated memories
soggy with the sweat from my palms
bobbling in the prepubescent breeze
at my feet.
Perfectly misshapen shards of identity
trickling across the disillusioned tapestry
of echoes
at my feet
but pictures manifest like an oasis
in my mind.
Pinks re-enter the atmosphere
in revved up shades of mauve
and magenta
in my mind.
Perceptions bleed
into a monogamous trajectory
of what only I think
and I can hardly recognize
these sober remnants of a photograph of a person
that used to be me.
Author notes
goodbye sociophobia
Written June 25th, 2006
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While i was reading a line of thought grabbed me: D It was that all these thoughts and feelings that overwhelm us at some point in our lives seem so profound, so huge, so magnified that they could not possibly have ever affected another soul as intensely as they affect us at a given point in time when the change that we sought to fight so much against captures us at last and makes us face it...
when the fact of the matter is...l that we are not alone nor unique in the experience it has happened to others since the dawn of the human race as we know it...
we can write down but only those who write down and MAKE it different and memorable will have their moment acknowledged as more profound than someone elses...
A great poem and hope my brain didn't shoot off to an entirely different galexy when reading
s and best wishes... ~genie~
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What a powerful, moving write! i totally enjoyed the read. Very talented piece of art here.
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You write very bare poetry.Meaning you uncover your mind for the reader to view.Very brave and honest.I like that in a writer.A good read..
~Helen
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I made the background myself a long while ago. I use it for a lot of the things I write (probably more than I should). You've pretty much caught the gist of this poem. To me, it's about being so relieved with the present that the past seems that much more disgustingly worse in every re-examination of it. It's about me, finally deciding to live for myself instead of for others. It's about the ray of hope in the life of a person controlled by others. It's about learning how to keep the past in its place and finding a sanctuary from the fear that used to control me. The pieces of the photograph represent the ways I used to live for other people, the real me standing in the midst of those pieces represents the truth I discovered in trading in the things I was told by others for the things I believed in completely by myself. It's a poem about looking back at a version of who I used to be that bares no resemblance to who I am. It's an uncategorizable emotion... but it's definitely a poem I'm proud of articulating (however obscure).
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Some very good imagery here, some unusual word choices. not sure what to make of it all, but a very interesting read.
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really good. I could tell that it was you speaking through the words, even though I don't really know you and I haven't seen any of your other work. I also liked the way that you used real words and you made them work well. I give you 100 on word choice. you did a really good job on tying in your feelings to the 'bleeding' perception of your mind as well. you did a great job, and keep up the great work.
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EXECELLENT
The imagery and diction used in this piece really set a nice even rythm and tone. I loved the way you made it as a farewell of your earlier self- I have to admit I had to look up sociophobia- can never keep them straight- to many phobia's out. I really think this peice was written really well and is shown from a unique perspective- half first person, half third- VERY GOOD!
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thhis poem spoke right to me
youworded this beautifuly
thanks for sharing
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seems like a stark, ironic reminder that sometimes we look back and regret the changes when we finally have become that person we've always endeavored to become... older!
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Wow! What a neat border you have going on here! Did you make it yourself or did someone make that for you? That's pretty cool! I like that!
And your poem is pretty neat too! It really does sound like you're saying goodbye to a past you. The words in the first part showed a lot of inner turmoil and confusion. They almosted seemed like they were huddled together kind of afraid to show themselves. Does that make any sense or am i rambling on here? I don't know. But when I read your author notes about this being a leaving behind of sociophobia it really did seem like that's what you were doing. Not that I would've known you were leaving behind sociaphobia but just something. You did a good job of expressing yourself here. So thanks for featuring this so that we all had a chance to share your words and feelings with you!
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This was a great write. I liked the flow and imagery it was well written. It put a picture in my head that was very very lovely
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whoah, this was really great. it flowed very well, and i enjoyed reading it. great write!
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I really liked that!!! It was amazing! I liked the imagry. keep penning!!!
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