posted on Jan, 3 2007 @ 11:12 AM
( I've been struggling to write a poem I'm proud of. Had a few about christmas that weren't that good and more ones about racism but I'll save
them til after I've posted some more on other topics.)
What do you see? ( by Edie Koch Suarez)
As time goes on,
That what I see,
Through my eyes,
Is in my perspective,
My personal view,
And it's probably different,
Than what's seen by you.
My feelings are altered,
By the life that I've known,
My opinions are tainted,
Influenced as I've grown.
So in this moment,
That we share together,
I may see a duck,
While you spot a feather.
I have transcribed this poem from a leaflet titled "Poems in the waiting room". It reminded me of this site and the way a piece of evidence is
perceived in many different ways by people on this site, and how our backgrounds affect these views without us neccesarily knowing it. The specific
reason it's posted here is because I thought the last two lines were really weak, but found myself floundering to find a suitable ending. I dislike
this ending because it is too abstract in the sense that noone would see a duck and think "there's a bundle of feathers" or see a feather and think
"there's a duck". Any suggestions for a better ending would be welcome.