Last Look

Posted: August 18, 2014 in Poetry
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Who has it

who wants it

when we cross paths

well not just us

while we live as human beings.

~

Imagine,

knowing …

Split-second interactions

a smile, 

a down-cast glance

a nervous affect,

(some indication of resentment),

all of the above.

~

In a glance,

a world of compassion

may suddenly evolve – 

beyond that slow brewing

sense of entitlement,

a casual fear,

some simple autonomy

in a crowded gallery.

~

Sudden shifts

paradigm designs

and a look,

a glance

may determine just how

why we would

hold a wish of our own

that might match

your own …

fantasy.

 

Comments
  1. Wet Bliss says:

    A knowing glance. A single chance. Lovely, as usual.

    Like

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