Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher
The Bond of Union
plays in young minds
toying with
what they see
what it could be
never clearly seeing
what it is
was
nor can be
Trying to meet the challenge from Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads combined with Tess's prompt at Magpie Tales
18 comments:
Clear vision is difficult to achieve in any time frame.
interesting... this somehow makes marching band music play in my head. :)
i spent a few seconds trying to hear the marching band that marion heard, did not hear it at all and i had zero vision when i made the choice to bond with my first husband right out of high school and still can't see that vison
no, the young rarely see what is, or what is to come.
I like this "riddle-like" poem!
I enjoy an intelligent, thoughtful post, and yours was just that.
Indeed.. mostly they are not clearly knowing where they are or where they're heading.
nicely done!
Goodness, how I remember being 19! You've awaken the memory-lane, and made me feel glad to older and capable of seeing just a bit further.
aha...experiences will give another pair of eyes definitely...nice lines
I remember being young and imagining the gaps in the view of whomever was my beloved at the time filled with nothing but my idealism. Very nice use of the picture prompt!
I enjoy looking back at my self and feel the pleasantness of my innocence.
Sometimes it is hard to see where the journey will go..learning along the way.
nature willed it like that for all of us!
I can't quite put my finger on it but there's something about this that I really love, those last three lines inparticular.
It is, I think, a good commentary on the sharply defined messiness that is love for those who's do not yet know loss. Good one.
The deep feeling unsightliness of young love !
Lots of wisdom in so few words. Well done!
=)
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