Linda Eve Diamond

In the this poem, the second half is an exact reflection the of the first, word for word, line by line, changing meaning a bit as it reflects. (When I wrote this, the diamond shape was incidental, but a clever friend pointed out that it's a concrete poem of a Diamond reflecting, so I guess it's more of a concrete poem than I'd realized. Reflections deepen in such interesting ways when shared with clever friends.)  :)

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REFLECTIONS
 

By Linda Eve Diamond 

 

I’ll find myself, at least for now,
scribbling silly poems again

maybe
searching silence
or a symphony of sounds
in or out of rhythm with chimes
beats of an unbeaten heart, lubs and dubs
in or out of tune with ticks and tocks sounding
rounding pounding freefalling through possible worlds
verse of a wordless poem played with a lost chord
the inner rush reflected in an outer hush
listening for the rhythms of
our one (uni) verse
a shared poem

reflecting

a shared poem
our one (uni) verse
listening for the rhythms of
the inner rush reflected in an outer hush
verse of a wordless poem played with a lost chord
rounding pounding freefalling through possible worlds
in or out of tune with ticks and tocks sounding
beats of an unbeaten heart, lubs and dubs
in or out of rhythm with chimes
or a symphony of sounds
searching silence
maybe

scribbling silly poems again
I’ll find myself, at least for now.