David Byrne Poet I do not know?

Quantum Wave

In your mind
I see a passing 
Wave –
On a 
Different frequency
To mine –
If only you and I
Could surf the same
On silky waters
Crest and trough in
Time –
The resonance that 
Vibrates for us both
Is oh so tantalizing and
So close –
If only we could make
A quantum shift
And let uncertain 
Hearts together
Drift!

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 13, 2010 at 7:07 AM What a blessing we have in PoetrySoup. A place to come to write and read and make new friends along the ink trail. I am wishing you a day full of inspiration. I enjoyed reading your poetry today and hope to read many more written by you in the future David. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick July 13, 2010 at 4:34 AM Some things are just not meant to be...Maybe later..Sara

Caroline Cécile Delacroix July 12, 2010 at 9:42 PM Interesting write and imagery, David! Uncertain hearts however never find oneness until they become certain.

Carolyn Devonshire July 12, 2010 at 8:28 PM So often we find ourselves drawn to people who are traveling through life on a "different frequency." I have tried to make this type of relationship work with no success. But if this is your endeavor, you know I'm wishing you the best, David. Really liked your poem! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 12, 2010 at 7:57 PM And waves can be dangerous too David .. an enjoyable read so flowing with passion in your lines ..still.. time heals all wounds my friends.. have u read Lasting Love... its happening when its meant to be.. don't give up.. your time will come too.. with lluv..

Andrea Dietrich July 12, 2010 at 7:38 PM Great flow in this nice poem, David. Luv, Andrea

Doris Culverhouse July 12, 2010 at 5:59 PM sounds romantic, hope you are having a good day! enjoyed reading your poem. I had some fried okra tonight it was pretty good. It is not my favorite veggie...but it was free out of the garden.