I reflected on a puddle
as I walked slowly by
that it looked, to me
to be as deep as the sky
Clever...especially, in context (or out of it?) , the title. t x
REFLECTION OF A REFLECTION...A. penumbra of moisture...Abstractly Brilliant! Nice Work, Chuck... FJR
It's just a conundrum wrapped in an enigma ensconced within a paradox and other such bollocks. Actually I loved it, it reminds me of myself. Ez
This is one of those reflective little poems that have to be read more than once. Deep in all it's simplicity....Justine
Mirror, mirror, in the pool. Do not take me for a fool for I know there are not two of everything for me and you when sun appears 'n' makes you dry you have no depth and just one sky looms high above until the rain creates a pool of you again.
A beautiful zen piece - with a real Haiku feel. Super title too. love, Allie xxxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, yes - perspective is all! As well, looking at things from varying points of view brings depth to life... This both tickles and pleases, Chuck! Est : ]