General Poetry posted December 13, 2013

Chapters:

...34 36 -37- 38...

Exceptional

free verse

A chapter in the book To Cherish Thorns

Intimate Obscurity

by michaelcahill

obscurity is relative between dissimilar minds         an unbreachable gulf                 of doubt                 and perceived disinterest           we stare endlessly         into something unfathomable                 looking for a raft                 to float on                 for a moments peace   and sadly we look for a leaf                  impaled by a toothpick         as an ocean liner steams by                 with millions of outstretched hands                                leaning in peril to grasp   Not always obscurity my friend is it? Is it excused blindness                 or simple failure to adjust                                          to the glare?                                 a forlorn and irritated soul                 sits on an abandoned ant hill                 starring at a blade of grass                 growing under a mushroom                 and feels empathy                 "Poor little thing growing                  in the shadows."           but, only the blade of grass         has the vantage point to see         "From here I see you are soft         beneath your intimidating helmet.         I'll be damned. I can tickle you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~