Poem - In the Canyons of Our Space

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Some days I am stuck for a poem idea. The answers come on the wings of my connection with the world. The poem “Canyons of Our Space” was inspired by a by a friend's social posting. Ironically the poem speaks to the frustration of communicating with others.


Canyons of Our Space
Poem for Day 247 – 20150905

Have I been declarative,
purposely demonstrative,
or have I imagined interactions
based on discussions in my mind.
The words should be a lever
upon the fulcrum of our destinies,
if there were something solid
in the canyons of our space.

Filled with wounded pride,
ego trips and unnecessary anger,
these remnants of discussions past,
spawned from behaviors shared.
The gap between you and me,
echo chamber of scorched ground,
begs for hearts to reconsider
in the canyons of our space.

Flawed self-awareness is our curse,
God's last joke before week's end.
The selfish soul asks for solitude
in the face of life's torment.
Misery seeks company
is the void's whispered reply.
Cast your lot and join the rest
in the canyons of our space.

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