It's a circle
it's a square
i hide
i care not
what you see is not me but only what you wish to be
square
a circle
the girl is gone
mind is mine
try to take
body is mine
you cannot
hear her cries
a circle
Leave now
i have no name
she hides
no shame
she hides
in a square
a circle
toss your book
your cross
your sainted look
no reaching
what is not here
your water brings no fear
a circle
20 comments:
Mystery surronds the girl!
A mystery in it's self ! Well done ! Thanks for sharing , Have a good day !
I like this enigma and relate in many ways... Beautiful write!
An Escher-type post; well written.
Beautifully written Gail. I enjoyed that very much.
mysterious and independent!
That' poetic. :)
Nice meter in this poem. Good write.
Nice one- that photo prompt would be a hard one for me.
Well Done - I liked it.
All the best Jan
what you see is not me but only what you wish to be
We surely were on the same wavelength this week :-)
Perhaps she doesn't want people to know her or maybe she does. She wants them to see there is more to her than appears. I love poems that spin my mind in different directions.
I love the rhythm and repetition in this--it reminds me of repeated images in twin mirrors.
Squaring the circle ... Achieving something which by rights should be mathematically impossible ( vy the laws of logic), is she an Angel ?
Truly mysterious. Great rhythm. Pity about the captcha
Well written, and very unique.
The mystery about her unleashed! Does she dare? Do we! I saw this post earlier but quickly realized I can't read this, I haven't written mine yet! Yikes. I know this is gonna be a fun bunch of Magpies this week.
Nicely penned, Gail. Left us with many a good line to ponder over!
Excellent. I really like this.
=)
Playful and interesting...
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