My pen runs and leaps on the page casting a long blue shadow
bound to these scratched symbols, forms words, then lets go.
There is something wondrous in the link
Between scattered thoughts mediated by a pen,
Rendered tangible through ink,
and the shadow that meets their creation.
In the morning light, is the shadow moving the nib?
Idea, reality, illusion:
Plato’s cave in a sun swept conjunction.
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Nice, Emmy. It always seems a minor miracle when the thought hits the page and becomes not just a thought, but visible.
Paul
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Thanks Paul
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I like the way your pen runs. I always want to read what you write over and over. 🙂
I don’t know whether that is good or bad…….for you or me. lol
My stuff you can read it once and toss in the trash can.
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Well, it is either good or obtuse nonsense…. you are right, it can go either way! I don’t think your writing only needs a once over, and definitely not your songs!
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Plato’s cave in a sun swept conjunction.
Oh joy
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Smile. That was fun.
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I felt it
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AnElephantCant claim to be sophisticated
He is not always sure how to behave
So he is really impressed
By the shadows and the rest
Of Emmy’s introduction to Plato’s allegoric cave
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Sophisticated,shmophisticated
it’s an illusion
and a confusion
emmy just can’t behave
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