Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Upon Reflection

My head is gone I'm well away
Though you may see me I'm not here
Entranced in through a thoughtful door
I may be near but it's not clear

Who knows where one may vanish
When evidently still in view
Behind those transcendental curtains
Immersed where multi-shades imbue
Those places one cannot define
One way another something gives
A notion like a gentle hint
Is where your certain something lives

Based on: William Hughes Mearns

Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away
When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away
"Antagonist" (1899) Wikipedia Link

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