Lawrence Sharp Poet Free verse

Always a Face

A face seeks me in the trees.
In the trees it comes and goes
with the passing of light and night.
Leaves random, semblance discernible,
The One And The Many
revealed, concealed.

A face seeks me in the clouds.
In the clouds it forms and disintegrates
with ever-changing whims of the sky.
Winds moist, waters blown,
composed for barely a moment,
then gone, forever.

A face seeks me in the smudges.
In the smudges it waits for acceptance
flirting with the unsuspecting eye.
Completion dried, indelibly adequate,
the fixture, fortuitous, unknown,
whispers 'I am here'.

There is always a face.

22nd June 2000

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Charmaine Chircop July 23, 2018 at 1:41 PM There is always a face seeking me too...I'm glad yours whispers 'I am here'.May you always will be..Loved it. Lawrence Sharp July 24, 2018 at 12:10 AM Thank you Charmaine, may you always be too.

Mark Peterson July 23, 2018 at 2:15 AM Intriguing write that skirts reality’s fringe and keeps the reader engaged while urging him towards phantasm. Excellent. Lawrence Sharp July 23, 2018 at 7:21 AM Thank you Mark, humbled by your words.

Lyric Man July 22, 2018 at 9:37 PM Mind bending thriller.. you know how to engage the reader my friend!! Lawrence Sharp July 23, 2018 at 12:22 AM Thank you LM, if you enjoy reading it, then it's written for you.

Jasmine Koria July 22, 2018 at 8:06 PM Thought-provokingly mysterious! Lawrence Sharp July 23, 2018 at 12:21 AM Thanks Jasmine, I always enjoy yours too.

Richard Lamoureux July 22, 2018 at 9:24 AM Indeed you are. You have been and will be. Cheers to all the words you have and will bring forth. Lawrence Sharp July 23, 2018 at 12:06 AM Thanks for reading, and appreciating.