Just a thought....
Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

Tuesday, 11 January 2011

I'm not here

its me
but i'm not here
i'm a figment of your imagination

if you want
you will find me
out where the eleflowers grow

but then
i may not be there
i may just be jumping in moon puddles

over there
frozen in time
by the icy fingers of the sun

Tint ©

This poem was first posted on Yahoo 360º, quite a while before the move to Multiply. At the time, I was actually looking for a way to tell my friends that I was feeling low. Strangely, writing the poem pulled me out of that. Ah the power of words... at least, words that make no sense whatsoever : )


  1. They make sense to me....especially today.

  2. how nice it is to know a tool like that!

  3. They do make sense ... in some strange way. I love them!

  4. i definitely remember that magnificent picture and vaguely remember the poem. Wonderful tint!! Oh to be wandering in flowering fields or jumping in (warm) moon puddles. :) i've been in a place where i wanted to dissapear (for a loooooong time) and have no one find me. I'm glad that putting this down helped you to feel better. Thanks for reposting!


  5. Had to read it again after your explaination... it fits.

  6. I thought it made sense...maybe that's because I live in Down? But I could feel it. Save one of those puddles for me please.

  7. I love this poem... somehow really identify with it.


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