Ponts of View

Looking at the view from the window Watching all the cars pass on buy The street lamps give a distant glow Now brienghting the darkened sky Looking at the view from the outside A whole completely different perspective Especially when looking from the inside Some things seem like their reflected Looking at a view that's way out of focus One asks what it is that I'm now seeing Making up your own style of burnoculs Though I'm told looks can be deceiving And now I'm looking at a view from a far from way up above, from a great height I wonder to my self is it a shooting star Though it dose seem quit out of sight Now looking at a view from way over there I suppose from that of an artists point of view Like all around a blank canvas, stripped bare Trying though to separate the old from new A view from a completely different angle Now that changes the whole dynamics Different shapes, is it a square or triangle I don't know so much about the physics Iideas from others I wrote like sights and sounds Idea came from seasons and ghost town poems I wrote probably makes no sense but like I said in my dys of colour poem the way my thoughts are made WRITTEN BY MYSELF DAVIDSCOTT FEB MARCH 2013 wishing round in my head while think of other things at time maybe reedit in future im still working on something else called rems