Lynn Stillman

Rookie (9/23/63 / Jacksonville, FL)

The Picture Fades - Poem by Lynn Stillman

I have seen all of the beauty
that can be seen in this life.
My remote, vantage point,
overtaken by anger and hopelessness
quietly implodes.
I have looked at life
as if it were an oil painting
hanging on the wall.
When you distance yourself from it
you see a well defined picture.
Something with substance.
But as you slowly step closer,
the picture begins to lose it's identity.
I have taken many steps forward
only to find that my many efforts have failed
to leave any impression,
or trace of my existence behind.
Stronger, louder voices
always drown out my own.
Once again they will prevail.
They have succeeded in provoking
my eternal silence.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Sorry my medication ran out. Just kidding!

Comments about The Picture Fades by Lynn Stillman

  • Romeo Della Valle (7/31/2012 8:29:00 PM)

    Outburst of the heart clearly filtered through this well crafted write! 10+++ It is a great honor and pleasure to read and enjoy this heart touching piece. Definitely, you are a Crystal Clear Woman with also a great heart and talent! Thank you for sharing and for the valuable comments made on my poems! Keep it up! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo-NYC (Report)Reply

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  • Captain Cur (7/31/2012 7:17:00 AM)

    sorry the brain cells. damn iPhone (Report)Reply

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  • Captain Cur (7/31/2012 7:16:00 AM)

    I was going to write get a refill, but this is a very stirring poem.
    True about art and life, the closer you get to it, the more blurred
    it becomes. In my unscholarly opinion there is no answer to existence
    we can only strive. Strive for what? I imagine fulfillment. Everything
    else is secondary. Poems like this challenge she brain cells.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2012

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