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[title] => Hide And Seek
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[bodytext] => I watched you in the birds today Viewed your beauty and grace A tiny woodpecker perched on a pinecone, until you saw me watching You flapped your wings together and flew off A game of hide and seek I am the infant child believing that you are gone forever That when you are visually absent that you cease to exist altogether I am here, intensely watching for you, looking back and forth Peeling my eyes open, wider at each blink Still I cry in fury and fear Have you left for good? I can't see you! But what I have known as test You have molded into teaching And so, you glinted off the face of the lake I, squinting down on you, saw nothing Still believing that you had disappeared indefinately Looking so desperately yet never SEEING A small chipmunk off to soak up the sun from the ridged rocks Swaying tree branches or the wind that propells them The very smell of life wafting up from the earth I took in all of these marvels and still believed you invisible Like an infant child begging for a warm embrace and not a symbol Not a picture or a blanket with your scent, I want YOU The real, fully physical, you I know that you have not gone forever I SEE you everyday in the world around me You reach out and touch me, keep me waiting for the next embrace I will be patient As though this is only a game of hide and seek [comments] => 2 [counter] => 240 [topic] => 73 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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