Thursday, October 2, 2014

OctPoWriMo #2: Twin Reflections

Twin Reflections



I’ve always wanted a twin,
the sin of duplicative pleasures,
joy as measured in reflection,
the dissection of
joint history,
joint miseries blurred,
demurred, happenstance
concurred and comfort
gleaned.

There’s something mean
in solitude, green
with envy,
growing.

Poet's Note:  By the skin of my teeth!  I need to get on top of the daily poetry!  Wow!  But Day 2!  OctPoWriMo!

6 comments:

  1. Your poem opens windows in my mind, I like that!

    I'm not sure if the software will cough up the right link (I have several blogs). Í'm joining OctPoWriMo from www.unassortedstories.wordpress.com.

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  2. I've always been fascinated with twins. I have a sister who is two years younger, and sometimes we act like twins, and people have thought we were. We like to say that twins have nothing on us. lol

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  3. A fun read. I have also had a fantasy about being a twin and wondered how that would alter my reality. I like the line, t"he sin of duplicative pleasures." so many nuances suggested there. I'm glad that while you are doing the poetry blog we benefit as well. TR

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  4. "There's something mean in solitude." I love this. Not because I agree that it's always true. But it really works in the context of your poem, and I feel it.

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  5. I really like this poem. "Joy as measured in reflection". I admire you for taking on a poetry blog. My own poetry only comes out on rare occasions of strong emotion. Doing a daily poem would be a challenge!

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