jerry g asked in Arts & HumanitiesPoetry · 1 decade ago

What does this poem mean?

Around she blows up and down,

In swirls mounting clear and sound.

How lovely a feather can be,

when flying is its illusion to me

Around fragrant colors gray, black or blue,

a distinction curious eyes will see.

Thou shall not be fooled, the blue is clear.

Flying, an illusion deceives reality.

Humans forget this, we believe underhandedly

But like the feather we fly.

For few this poem has meaning.

few know how crude life.

Would it be wonderful had wretched some truth bin sown.

Oh how, I grieve the illusion had not bin so.

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WAIT WAIT READ THIS ONE

Around she blows up and down,

In swirls mounting clear and sound.

How lovely a feather can be,

when flying is its illusion to me

Around fragrant colors gray, black or blue,

a distinction curious eyes will see.

Thou shall not be fooled, the blue is clear.

Flying, an illusion deceives reality.

Humans forget this, we believe underhandedly

But like the feather we fly.

For few this poem has meaning.

few know crude life.

benevolently had wretched some truth bin sown.

Oh how, I grieve the illusion had not bin so.

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  • 1 decade ago
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    I am reminded of Forrest Gump, when the feather flies out of the book. Who is the poet?

  • I liked the first version better......and shouldn't it be '"some wretched truth"?

    Source(s): How about..."We believe unquestioningly"...keep it light....as a feather...!
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