She walks the dog along the beach,

as the sun reflects the trees,

orange, red and yellow,

with still a touch of green,

off of the mirrored surface,

like the perfect movie scene.

Solitude surrounds them,

the birds, only with their songs,

invade the silent stillness,

of her thoughts, of what went wrong.


Had familiarity,

indeed, brought on contempt?

Oh no, not he, not she, not them,

weren’t they to be exempt?

Were they not the kindred spirits,

alike in all respect,

twin souls upon the parallel,

from birth, their paths direct?

Impossible” she thought, “not us,”

yet, that thought would not reject.



(part two)

Jack Downing

Oct. 2011

©Jack Downing, aka Jake All rights reserved. Contents may not be reprinted or disseminated in any form without the expressed consent of the author. JRD 11/15/11


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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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4 Responses to Perception

  1. adeeyoyo says:

    Contempt can easily creep into a marriage, I think, if one becomes too familiar and loses his/her vision of he other on a pedestal so-to-speak. It all boils down to love and respect.

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