See Saw

See Saw


All those eyes
Looking out
Looking in
I see
What I saw
In them
But I can't see
What they saw
In me

Word: ©2020LCR
Image: "Eyes Without a Face" by Digital Collage Artist Robin Isely
Submitted to: Sunday Muse #98

Comments

  1. And aye, there is the rub.

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  2. I really like this! I remember years when I felt like the voice in this poem.

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  3. I think nobody will ever know, and one of the most dangerous things is trying to guess.

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  4. So true -- we can never see what others see in us! Great poem. Brief and succinct!

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  5. Ah, one of the great unknowns. Nice one.

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  6. I really like how you put that together!

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  7. A contemplative question? Perhaps, what they see is only a fraction of who you really are on the inside.

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  8. You had me at see saw Lori! Love this poem and the pondering it stirs!

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    1. Thank you. I liked the back and forth / up and down imagery the title conjured and played with that idea.

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  9. Indeed, there lies the problem!

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  10. Guess you will have to ask? If their non-facial expression is a clue then they are not all in agreement. Some are tearing, others are glazed like blah, … What if none of them see anything in you? (means they have no imagination),
    This was fun, Lori. Makes you wonder.
    ..

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  11. The rhythm catches me and the questions dance.

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    1. Thank you. I wanted it to have that feeling.

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  12. Wonderful! They do look like they are looking from many vantage points and scales.

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