All Things Invisible
all things invisible
some things not
drops pool in the shadows
and cool when it's hot
all things unthinkable
and some things spawn
born of intentions
and live when we're gone
to say that I am
the sum of these parts
divisible by love
and reversed by the heart
un-breaking itself
like an egg and its shell
unmaking a life
not quite death nor in hell
but the place that it dwells
the un-dones and have-nots
is a place that the sun
can not reach from its spot
the eclipse it creates
and the smiles unexplained
spurs the laughter the lore
and the beauty in pain
Friday, December 19, 2008
Poetic Friday: All Things Invisible
I just liked the way it looked better with no capitals and no punctuation. Thanks e e cummings!
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