Belief Foreclosed
I should have known
who you were when I
stood firmly next to you
that the wetness on my feet
was the trail of tears of all
who had come before me
Instead I locked my knees
resovling to never feel faint
subdued my commen sense
twisted truth I could see clearly
into something surreal, insane
I lost my balance trying to juggle
the idea of you against reality
I,
believed the smile,
not the words behind it
believed the eyes gazing,
ignored them looking down on me
believed the touch constant,
though never gentle
believed seduction,
though the product was never delivered
Belief of a lie is a loan
we make to ourselves
in a hope that we can make it true
I have foreclosed on me,
to stand where my feet will be dry
my perceptions received
is that precipitations or perceptions. :-) I think you want "common sense" in stanza two. Love this closure a lot. A poet friend..RH Peat
Wow! What an insightful, powerful poem... Loved the way the closing stanza is rich with wisdom
'Belief of a lie is a loan we make to ourselves ' , - these are great philosophical words Sandra ! - Raj
Very powerful write. It is good to see you posting again
Great one, nice write
Deep and very powerful this write Sandra - - the strength of the piece comes through every line. - - good to see you posting again.
Ha ha... So cool! The higher the elevation, the more clearly signals are received.
bravo! great write! Cat
WOW, So powerful and beatifully said
I don't usually make long quotations of a poem I am commenting, but ... "Belief of a lie is a loan / we make to ourselves / in a hope that we can make it true." How many of us wish we had thought of that!