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These days I spend my time looking for your confessions, written on water or wind
If I walk the seas, or stand through the storm, maybe it will come to me then.
If in the taste of ocean spray, the feel of wind whipping through a sheer cotton skirt,
In the reflection from a looking pool, the shadow from a sycamore,
Or the shape of a snowflake there is an answer
Or, lacking the answer, just the form of the question
Then I will pack up four seasons worth of clothing
Heavy knit heather sweaters,
Strappy leather flip flops,
Mittens, a cardigan,
A toe ring
Scarves
Bikinis
Stuff them tight into my suitcase with wheels that squeak, squeak, squeak
With each slow step I take, and even without a kiss for memory
Or a sweet word of parting, I wonít send you a postcard
No sunset landscape, no wish you were here,
I will leave you, be lonely
Walk miles to places we
Have never been
Europe, Africa
The Arabian
Peninsula
China
South carolina,
Listen to the wind
Watch the water
And wait.
Is this where
Your meaning
Has gone to?
Fluid, fleeting
Iíll leave you
Iíll find us.

------
She falls softly down from towering pedastools...


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The following comments are for "The Unproveable Theorem"
by shefallssoftly

The Unproveable Theorem
I loved the way this poem started out. I'll admit, when it got to the point of discussing what clothes you'll pack into the suitcase (that squeaks, squeaks, squeaks), I was a bit turned off.

What amazes me about this poem is that, unlike most that turn me off in the middle, yours brought me back in like a change of tide.

Is this where
Your meaning
Has gone to?
Fluid, fleeting
Iíll leave you
Iíll find us.

You've summed up for me something I have never quite been able to say. Thank you for the very enjoyable read.

( Posted by: chinadoll [Member] On: August 2, 2006 )

Theorem
Amazing little ride. Very nice.

( Posted by: Bran [Member] On: August 2, 2006 )

Just a theory, Chinadoll, Bran
China- I'm glad that even if this little piece lost its way in the middle, it picked back up again. A liitle bit like a deep seeded hope, isn't it?

Bran- Thanks for dropping in, comments are always appreciated.

Casey

( Posted by: shefallssoftly [Member] On: August 4, 2006 )





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