Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Journal 3/22/11

The laid Table:

From a far away glance you see happiness
From a far away glance I see sadness.
You see thanksgiving
I see a shattered holiday
From your eyes
Its glass
Set on table.
Ready for your holiday meal.
From my eyes
Its broken.
Its glass thrown about.
To you its simply a holiday.
In my eyes
It was a holiday yet to come,
But a holiday that never got the chance.
Through my eyes
It’s a fight.
A tragedy.
I see the fight.
The emotions go flying
Just like the glass.
The glass was their dreams.
Their emotions
And their hope.
But now look at it
Its gone.
Shattered.
Laid on the table for all to see.
For all to feel the pain.

The above poem was my reflection on the Laid Table by Beth Lipman from the Milwaukee art museum, I have made a few changes.

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