An Original Poem, By Stephen C. Sanders

January 8, 2012
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Poem by Stephen C. Sanders written, Sunday January 8, 2012 5:55pm, uploaded to website 8:51pm EST

A slice of life,

    A tiny taste.

Movement forward,

Sometimes just a great deal of waste,

You’ve got yourself invested,
in something no one’s ever heard of.

What would your friends say, what would they think?

Does it really matter,

A disapproving glance, a subtle smirk.

Sure I see it,

I’m no  jerk.

A superficial thought leaving someone’s mind as soon as it got there,

No that’s not the thing that brings me to darkness and despair.

Is it possible that the path I walk is so narrow, that it simply would not endure a pair.

Why is it, how is it, that the things I want to say, or scream out loud,

End up as a mutter, a stillness enshrined in quiet resignation.

 

 

Why must it be, that a simple poem, may never just reflect a happy thinking moment.

Like so many other moments, merging into one another. Never truly separate never truly intertwined.

At times nature seems so twisted and convoluted, when nothing internally changes… other than perspective.

 

Even though such deep emotions and thoughts never reach their designations.

It still does not mean that we have to quietly accept some else’s desperate resignations.

Finally in the cold quiet of the early night, I might believe that for a moment I noticed the glimmer of a tiny light.

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That tiny gleam behind the dark eyes of a simple cheerful women,

Keeps the un-realistic lover so  thoroughly stuck,

In some convoluted loop, that he hardly even realizes,

That for the moment, a very long moment, time has simply stopped.

Time it seems only truly marches forward, to those who are held accountable for some sort of goal that could truly be achieved.

For the rest of us, we just do not realize that when later finally arrives, we will be so thoroughly aggreived.

 

Stephen C. Sanders

An Original Poem, written on demand.

Sunday January 8, 2012 5:55pm

 

 

 

 

 

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