On Line

By tibi popovici

Wed, 04 Mar 2015
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Impressed by form,
of life,
we continue to believe
in lines,
that connect us
with places,
we call them destinies,
glum.
Then we rise up,
again,
defining a new shape,
of line,
obsessively with design,
we born,
for no safe return,
to circle.  

 

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on

life does some to be circular in many ways, yet, new shapes appear and disappear as you show. 

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

The most accepted shape, as I observed the people see it, is the line, begin and end, but a lot more sense makes to me the circle, as the boundaries are not clearly defined. Agree with you celtic. Thanks for reading it!

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Your poem, and illustration, sum up, so succinctly,  the eternity, and the mystery, of life, tibi.

Tina

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

That could be so true, Tina surprise But who I am to believe such a thing? I should stick to my line... cool

Thanks a lot for dealing with it wink