Darkness?
No
because before there was light
there was no darkness
and before there was something
there wasn't nothing
there was

The swirling stars
dip and twist
dancing the cosmic ballet
but they are not there
because I am not there
A volcano erupts
but I have not seen it
I did not live it
Maybe you dreamed it?

The absence of distinction
of color
of pleasure
of music
and then
I flicker into existence
a butterfly flutter
a tickling of senses
And there is the light
and with it comes shadows
The gift with the curse
And it must be of my own design
because before I came into being
I knew not
so there was not

As a child
I am the wide-eyed wanderer
seeing the world through a kaleidoscope
And it is a kaleidoscope
The tree falls in the forest
but I do not hear it
so it does not fall
Perhaps you imagined it?

Growing up
the world grows with me
Beauty becomes real
reality becomes my illusion
no longer is life
the playground of my youth
but filled with evil
And I must have brought it
because before I was
it was not

The lines shimmer and blur
As I lose myself
all is lost
only to be found again
in the shallow depth of the mirror
When I need no savior
there is no savior
When I cannot see the sunshine
it does not exist
It ceases to be
until I have need of it
until I want it
And when I do
life is my mirror again

When I die
it will all die with me
As I lay me down to sleep
creation joins me in my crypt
I will slip out of time
out of sight
out of my mind
And in that instant
there will be nothing
or rather
there will be

**********
Me: Now, before anyone gets offended or thinks "gee, what an egocentric person", let me assure you that I do not think I'm god (psssst... he is not real). This is ... well, I see this poem my way, you see it yours ... I welcome critique as long as it has to do with the structure and/or grammar of the poem.

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Comment by Nick Blair on August 1, 2010 at 1:43pm
This is really cool. It reminds me of a book I read about writing comic books. (which I read not because i write comic books, but because it's full of very interesting concepts involving the way people see and interpret pictures, words, symbols, etc.) I don't have it here with me right now, but it's a graphic novel by Scott McCloud called "Understanding Comics"...though now that I think of it, it might have been in his book "Writing Comics"...

Anyway, the point is that he talks about how what you show the reader isn't the same as what you put into the reader's mind, and the latter is the more important. Basically, the goal is to write the story not onto the page but into the reader's mind, because all that exists to the reader is what their mind creates as an interpretation of outside stimuli. Hopefully that made at least a little sense, haha.

Really like the poem though!
Comment by aodhofarrell@hotmail.com on July 12, 2010 at 3:33pm
oh and " in the begining man created god . " there fore he exists as an explanation for things we do not understand so he is real in the same sense as love is real ;but he is definately not an onipitant beeing that would be fricking retarded
Comment by aodhofarrell@hotmail.com on July 12, 2010 at 3:29pm
nice play on the difference between reality and fiction . five stars
Comment by Jae on June 3, 2010 at 12:46am
Beautiful. This comforts me... quells the revulsion in my mind, as I push against the unmoving mountain of reality. The knowledge of my one life half-lived already, wasted on fantasy and twisted dream, grips me. I can't escape. Seeking truth I found regret, that the veil can't be restored. But reading here, I sigh relief... because I, too, was dead before.
Comment by Robert J. Miller on March 12, 2010 at 11:21am
Hi Princess,.... it's a lovely poem, for I understood it all the way, what you were saying and believe yourself ways and things to be. Reminded me a little of a poem I wrote myself for Vincent's "Starry Starry Night".
Comment by Garrick McElroy on March 11, 2010 at 10:54pm
It's a very nice poem. ^.^ I don't get it, but I'm not an artsy person.

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