Poem - 27 January 2018, 21:13

The Poet

The poet sits atop a hill
His eyes reflect the world around him
Still yet constantly moving
The sunlight dancing through
The leaves like old friends.
Does he see the world as we do?
No
His eyes see deeper than ours do,
See past our distractions and
Our limitations.
He is free, yet just as caged as
the rest of us.

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linda wright27 January 2018, 21:33

extremmely cool petry i wrote one called a butterfly with one wing
you might like to read linda j wright

Ebrahim Alkadi27 January 2018, 23:16

astonishing ...hat off

Nardine Sanderson28 January 2018, 03:08

Love this line,
- see past our distractions and
Our limitations.
He is free, yet just as caged as
the rest of us.
Much love deano xo

ℙ𝕆𝔼𝕋𝔼𝕊𝕊𝔻𝔸ℝ𝕂𝕃𝕐28 January 2018, 05:44

? awesome read!

Dean Kuch30 January 2018, 07:27

Blessed are the weird people--the poets and misfits. Writers, mystics, painters, and troubadours. For they force us to view our world through different eyes.

Nice writing, Bella.
~Dean Kuch ?

Curious Onlooker30 January 2018, 13:00

This hit me deep...very well written!

A friend, Curious

Alchemi Sylph31 January 2018, 22:35

I really enjoyed this poem. I wrote a poem once, called The Hill of Poetry.

But it's funny that I was just about to share another poem I wrote, entitled, "The Poe"t, as well. Then I saw this, and thought to read yours first, before I share mine :)