Darren White Poet Free verse

Interaction

The other side of the glass
                                a parallel world

                             My fingertips reach 
                          Their fingers reach out
                                           touch

              Here                                                 There
Machinery soflty hums                Fingertips touch mine
Controlled atmosphere                Lives relate for a second

              Our worlds connect for a small instant

                    Footsteps fade into sunshine
                          ______________________

                   One line on the glass remains

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July 4, 2017
Copyright ©  Darren White

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Lisa Ricci July 12, 2017 at 6:48 AM Oh Darren this is so beautiful so poetic and so reads and feels with the ever popular emotive factor. Honestly. Never stop with the passion. You have graced this reader. Have a wonderful afternoon. -- s m i l e --

Maria Williams July 6, 2017 at 12:37 AM I hope the line said 'I love you'? This is a well crafted poem, which I truly love Darren dear friend...Maria Darren White July 6, 2017 at 12:42 AM I think that the interpretation is entirely up to you, the reader ;)

Gregory Richard Barden July 4, 2017 at 10:36 PM This reminds me of "Arrival", (in a literal sense), and how many of us live our lives on a daily basis ... always through the glass, always at a distance, always for moments only. Love this - nicely done, Darren. Darren White July 5, 2017 at 2:27 AM I really like it how this poem is a metaphor for so much in life, yes my friend. Indeed, always a glance, a moment.

Edward Mccall July 4, 2017 at 10:48 AM Happy Fourth of July Darren. You truly have a talent for arrangement, another great poem Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:35 AM Thank you Edward, I wish YOU happy 4th of July! I am from a part of the world where that is not a special day ;)

Daniel Turner July 4, 2017 at 10:19 AM Very few understand life outside their bubble. Well written with deep meaning, Darren:) Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:34 AM Indeed Daniel, only a few do. Thank you :)

Sara Ella July 4, 2017 at 8:54 AM two worlds meet - This is a haunting poem to me. Especially the last line <3 Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:33 AM I'll explain to you ;)

White Wolf July 4, 2017 at 7:54 AM Oh, I love how you have done this one, Duir! Excellent Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:32 AM Thanks Budgie my friend :)

Tim Smith July 4, 2017 at 7:43 AM Excellent my friend...the ying and yang ...love the format you used Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:32 AM Indeed, and then the two connect :)

Heidi Sands July 4, 2017 at 7:08 AM This is very interesting and I like how you wrote this Darren :) Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:30 AM Thanks so much Heidi :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 4, 2017 at 6:30 AM So well done sweet Piroet, beautiful. xomo Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:30 AM Yo mo! Thank you so much my dear friend :)

Connie Marcum Wong July 4, 2017 at 4:21 AM This is such an unusual and interesting piece Darren. It reminds me of the Mandela effect. Parallel worlds, interacting briefly. There is so much we can't explain and don't understand. I enjoyed this wonderful poem. : ) Darren White July 4, 2017 at 11:29 AM Thanks Connie, and yes that effect... where it folds, it touches and then you have a parallel world :)