© 2019 Barbara Grace Lake
So oft clichés imbue our lives
With senseless mimicry of life
Faux offerings of indolent minds
A world of “ifs” in lieu of strife
If my imperfect life could change
By going back to twenty three
Could I despite resistance shift
Or would, instead, yield passively
If features mine were flawless, fair
Would perfect eyes and shape bestow
Full happiness I did not have
Or fill dull emptiness I’ve known
If Einstein’s mind were mine to scan
The answers to each life’s request
Would I be satisfied the search
Cedes truth to every fervent quest
If I could wield a magic wand
Would I an evil status claim
Or seek a new beginning for
A suffering power-mad world in flames
February 19, 2019 at 5:39 am
If only we could see our folly!
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February 19, 2019 at 5:43 am
Indeed. If only.
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February 21, 2019 at 8:22 pm
A beautiful and reflective poem about the problems of the modern world.
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February 21, 2019 at 9:12 pm
Thank you very much for your kindness in reading and understanding my poem. I appreciate you.
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February 23, 2019 at 11:39 am
Beautiful poem, Barbara, so carefully woven in perfect words, structure and profound meanings. I like how you describe all the “ifs” coming back and forth in life; from a world that once was to a new one, our present scenario with so many nonsensical evil-doings. This piece is wonderfully introspective. By the way, I recommend you and the rest of the followers here to stop by my friend Mario Savioni, who is posting chapters of his novel “Pickles and Tarts”, where so many similar issues to this poem appear: illusion-delusion, dream-reality, human relationships in the digital era with a man and a woman who are extremely different in age, similar to Lolita, only with no underaged girl, though young). Here is an excerpt from chapter 7: “Frank was hoping she was attracted. He prefaced with “As a writer” to offer her an alternative, however, which would save his face in case she simply selected him accidentally.”: https://savioni.wordpress.com/2019/02/20/pickles-and-tarts-chapter-7/
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February 23, 2019 at 7:42 pm
Thank you so very much for your insightful reading of this poem. I appreciate you.
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