So much said of you and me ,
In direct lines
Or form of he and she;
So much I hide yet reveal
With words left alone
In market of dreams;
There goes the merchant
No heart and soul,
The riches lining the pot belly;
And ignored we stand
In different lanes,
Buying our share of misery;
In glances we feel
The forced smiles
Yet walk away guilt free.
Quite like the use of the market of dreams…so many possible images could be drawn from it.
really like the standing in different lanes…and then the walking away guilt free….both of those build the meotion in this for me…i find it rather sad….
So much to think about in this, Nimue…we are so “together” and yet alone!
Market of dreams.. where we feel like we’re buying dreams, but not exactly. Beautiful.. just beautiful..
“Buying our share of misery”
stunning from first line to last, nimue! LOVE this!
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So much here is true, Lady N. I think your poet should have dropped her handkerchief. 🙂 Even as a married man, I would have picked it up for her. She needs comfort from her neighbors there in the lines.
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Sorry I didn’t make it back to return your nice comment last week. I’ve been in a whirl with family company from overseas.
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A beautiful piece with a telling of saying so much between the lines of unspoken words.
perceptive intelligent, reminds me of new york city and the thisclose, yet so far as well
as a tiny place in the middle of india. well done.
you and me,
different yet dream free,
love the message in this piece,
well penned.
Happy Rally.
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thanks for the read and comments 🙂
great ending…
walk out, work out, relax, and enjoy your style of life, or what else can you do?
What a wonderful poem Nimue … so different with the haiku you write … this touches me.
With words left alone
In market of dreams
not much else the say, nicely done.
Well written, so much said and I love the imagery 🙂