Frame of Reference
My reality might be
The opposite of yours.
You may think the words I write
Are merely metaphors.
Some may be, I’ll give you that,
But mostly they’re the truth,
A frame of reference I’ve been in
From early days of youth.
Of course, that frame’s expanded
As experience has grown.
We each exist within a world
We cling to as our own.
But oftentimes I get a jolt
That knocks me for a loop.
What’s obvious to me
Is not to others on the Soup.
Within my frame of reference
I describe the things I’ve seen.
I’m shocked when those beyond that frame
Do not know what I mean.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2012
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