David Byrne Poet I do not know?

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Level lands stretch far
As my eyes can see; 
Stretching comprehension.
Distant sights beguile
My mind –
Are they what they seem?
Near to me is nothing- 
Beyond this place
A dream?
Breeze bluster’s the face
Reminiscent of things real.

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Doris Culverhouse June 13, 2010 at 11:45 AM Breeze is breeze on a hot day...whether real or made by a leaf blower. food for thought... Love the pensive poem!!

Andrea Dietrich June 12, 2010 at 9:53 PM NOw for ME this was the least abstact of the three I recently read. I LOVE this becuase it is lucid and AWESOME Imagery. LUv, Andrea

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 11, 2010 at 4:54 PM Your last line is quite awesome David and bring the poem together nicely... hope all is going well with u know what... and reading between these lines.. makes me wonder if not? .. facebook me.. with luv from the "Sweetheart"

Poet Destroyer A June 11, 2010 at 12:39 PM Enjoyed a little mystery, but a real one at that. Have yourself a nice one,..Sidney LeeAnn

Carol Sunshine Brown June 11, 2010 at 11:05 AM Your poetry was a pleasure to read today David. May your weekend be full of love,good health and loads of inspiration. Love, Carol

Caroline Cécile Delacroix June 10, 2010 at 11:10 PM It is never easy to go beyond limits, but it does stretch the mind. It takes a certain amount of faith to brave the unknown. The only way to discover it is to start walking. Nice write, David. And thank you for your kind comment on my latest. All the best, Caroline.

John Freeman June 10, 2010 at 8:20 PM Yes maybe the physical things are as they seem. But many a spiritual journey, has caused me to long for things unseen. Thanks for your comment today. Smile, oh yes,the evil Sheriff of Nottingham, I shall not forget him. Agape, Moses