You look but don’t see
me. Within your view
invisible to your eyes.
Discomfort or unconscious
choice. I cannot be a character
in the story of your world.
Revisit the snapshot
years later, silhouetted,
my image lives.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
Photo taken in Lucca, Italy 2016.
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Lovely choice of words, very beautiful!
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Thank you for the compliment.
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I like Kristin’s interpretation 😀 I feel that this poem speaks of desired attention that doesn’t come your way…sometimes we just want to be recognised for a moment or more simply, loved. ‘My image lives’ Seems like a bit of a sad line, things not changing. Sometimes things just won’t go our way because it’s not meant to be. Hope you’re well, Ali. Have a good weekend 🙂
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Mabel, I am fascinated by your reflection of this poem. It is so interesting to hear what another reader finds in the words and in between the lines. This is why I love poetry. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Be well and make it a great day my friend.
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I cannot be a character
in the story of your world.
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Kirsten, it is always a gift to hear your reflection. Thank you my friend.
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