You said you forget names, not faces
Proving your own most forgotten
Mirrors only enhancing your amnesia
For you always mistook simple for easy
As those who knew the difference
Draped your sacrilege in silence
Easy is the blood in predictability’s veins
Always at high tide under inertia’s moon
Simple is awareness stumbled upon in weariness
Of whoring after million mile short cuts
You saw liberty and mistook her for license
Her decorum complete, she took no offense
Knowing the price you would pay
To mine an anthracite heart
Forgetting faces is the price
Of not really knowing names
Mistaken identities are mirages
Shimmering in egotistical deserts
Names embraced are faces recognized
When simple becomes eyesight
Please tell me what you think
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I've known this road alot in my lifetime. Be it the world or some girl being the one to smash me to the ground with careless abandon. You are a wordsmith my friend! This is a great write. Reading through the comments, I see it a reflection on scripture. I'ma have to go look that up and re-read this.
It's been a minute,
Hope all is well!
PEACE!
-B
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Thanks, bro. Long time since I spoke with you. Hope everything is good.
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Oh Poet ...
This poem makes me sad, for it carries with it a sense of hurt, woundedness ... And also a cynism which I am not used to read between your well-chosen phrasings ...
Nevertheless, well expressed.
Amnesia is a very sad reality, especially in a grey world like the Internet.
Love
Myra
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I guess this just goes to show that others can get different readings from what one writes. The poem is really a take off from James 1:23-25. I was not feeling cynical when I wrote it. It's just a commentary on the mentality that operates under amnesia.
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It seems to me that this is more than about mistaken identity, but rather about how one can feel something or someone so unimportant, that 'forgetting faces' is the easy way out ... not wanting to give of oneself to get to know or care about others. Of course, this is my personal take on your piece and you may have intended something else, but as poetry is subjective each person will read things in their own way. I enjoyed this thought-provoking piece very much. Best to you, Elizabeth
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You're right, Elizabeth. It is about more than just mistaken identity, and your take certainly falls within my meaning. Thanks for reading.
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wow
wow, this is a truly complex and marvelous poem...i can feel the emotions and the deeper meaning of each of its lines...very deep and powerful -
Interesting write about remembering names and about identity. This was a deep analysis of names and faces and remembering people
Thanks for your comments
Pozo
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Liked Mistaken identities are mirages - we often see something in a different light than the way it was meant to be interpreted. Even when things are not real we seem to think they are. Liked the flow of this poem and the message you convey through these lines.
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a very well thoughout write it appears. mistaken identities are not a good thing where i come from. thank you for sharing this with me. viyanna rosemarie
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