What am I?

By Jane Hyphen

Tue, 14 May 2013
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Am I a shadow of my former self,
or a form yet to fill the deepest shadows of my prime?
Am I dreaming, yet to wake,
and break the membrane of perceived sentience?
Do I waste my time by turning in,
when alas the final mirror of eternity awaits?
Does my mind spin with only wool,
a hemispheric yarn from which there's no escape?

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Submitted by a102866 on
The first two lines are Platonic. Plato beleived there were true forms of animate and inanimate objects in a cosmic sphere or heaven. He thought everything below was a carbon copy of that one, true form. I love your philosophical musings. I do think from hemispheric yarn sounds better, but who can quibble with such a scintillating poem.

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on
Thank you a102866! x