Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Word Poem.... Finally

I don't like writing poetry so this took a bit longer than it should have.


Our mental image
of life, of things,
varies from one
to another,
each person
deciding their own
or large world.
Each one perceiving,
observing the natural
or unnatural things.
Defining and naming,
searching for meaning.
These meanings change
from person to
person. Gold
is red and blue
is green,
depending on
whose view you look.
In the end
there is always
more questions.
And the answers
will change with age
and person.

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