Living in a Stare

anybody looking

Living in a Stare

Travels to Nowhere
I am of Stare
A blink here
A blink there
While all along
I live in nowhere
How long a Stare can be
Is somewhere inside of me
Excuse me while I reach for more
Perhaps.......maybe you want to
rescue me
But watch out if you come along
The Stare can lure you into infinity's charm.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Margie!

These are moments where, sometimes, wonder is born.

regards,
al

[barleygirl]

I know this feeling well, but I admire you for putting it into words so well! Your sparse descriptive phrasing resembles the very state you're depicting. That's very creative (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Lydia!

In this case I didn't want to leave the Stare. It happened yesterday by auto pilot.

Regards,
Al

[Lydia Shutter]

People watching is a wonderful "sport", but I think this is not what you had in mind here. People who feel lost...not certain of which way to go or how to get there. Some people can not be rescued...perhaps they really don't want to be. Your poetry always makes me think, Al. Well written. Lydi**

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

This is about the long........stare of a veteran.

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

staring at others and what they do, staring at something we could do ourselves...blink blink, action!