Unshaped Form Absorbs (Parody) Poem by Terri Turrell

Look! - Here I stand before you yet none see;
each promise un-fullfilled forget-me-knots:
I dine alone upon discovery -
none hear to validate perspective's thoughts,
uncaught, they slip beyond recovery
still I exist - their memory yet haunts.

Like smoke I drift unfocused, with implied,
my unshaped form absorbs what I perceive,
where do I find the knowledge to decide,
I'm left with only sorrow to retrieve;
the God of knowledge, kind - held out his hand
then learning me, withdrew. alone I stand.

I vow to find, myself, that glimmered gleam
of which I read in well-intention meant,
and when I do I vow to share that dream -
the colors will not fade 'ere they've been sent.
I am - and I am deeper than my scars -
recall me when I outshine even stars.Author notes

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