Invisible

I sit at the table, an invisible guest. I speak yet no one is able to hear. Louder voices rule the day as the guests hang onto every word. For I possess not the proud demeanor of a conquerer, I have not been gifted with a regal presence. I exist on the outside of the fringes, my power exists within a quieter realm. I observe the small, what lays beneath the surface, subtle nuances, the unseen details. I feel the significance within the spaces, for I am not designed to entertain. I relish in my anonymity, for observation leads to discovery. I feel the significance of the lesser guests and watch them as they imagine their time. Unlike them I do not desire a spot light for within that light I may lose my power.

For Verlena's Contest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Bateman Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 5:43 PM
Hello Richard, I came by to check out your poetry. I will be a regular reader. You have certainly written your share of very interesting themes as I noticed while perusing you long list of accomplished works. I really enjoyed your write here too on "Invisible." I saw you note to Debbie about being a good listener. This is indeed a very important skill. It's one too that I developed over the years. I had a full career as a U.S. Army Officer. I was a Commander too. Listening very valuable. Gary
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 6:07 PM
That sounds like an interesting career. Thanks for taking time to check out my writing.
Guzzi Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 4:10 PM
So interesting, we are alike but feel so differently about it, I love the spotlight but never am offered it - the last 10 years, I stopped waiting to be asked, stopped pretending I could be a 'good soldier' NO WAY - I want to lead - yet you must have follows to lead and I'm not good at playing along to get along. I envy your acceptance & joy in your place? Thanks so much for stopping by. Light & Love
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 4:44 PM
Thanks for your thoughtful visit.
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 4:43 PM
Because I am in a sales environment I can play the roll of an extrovert but much prefer a quiet approach. Being a good listener is a very effective skill when dealing with the public. Also in my personal life.
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 9:10 PM
:) very well said.... i can interpret this in two ways: just an observant. spectator or the speaker himself who will later give a speech in which, he is uncertain if how will the audience react on his words.. :)
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 7:42 AM
Interesting perspective. Thanks for commenting Olive.
Smith Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 6:30 PM
Well stated Richard...There are people who crave the spotlight but I like yourself prefer to mingle along the fringes...cheers Tim
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 7:41 AM
Because we moved a lot, I had to learn to be sociable or I would not have had any friends. As a result I travel the middle ground between sociability and being quiet. I must admit I prefer my quieter realm.
Meier-Hans Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 1:59 PM
Very beautiful Richard. It is a real gift to quietly observe people and not always be a loud trumpet with nothing important to say. As long as we don't judge them.
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 7:37 AM
My former mother inlaw would say "your way is not my way and my way is not your way" each of us has something of value to offer and for me listening and observing provides me the opportunity to see people's gifts. I make it a point to see those who others may not notice.
Roper Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 10:44 AM
How enjoyable, thank you :) eve
Lamoureux Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 7:28 AM
Good morning and thanks Eve.
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