Tag: seeing

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 6, 20205:05 pm

The Devil's in the Details, El Museu de les Ciències Príncipe Felipe, Valencia, Spain

All Details Great and Small

Pristine
Meticulous order
Black chairs on black tables
White chairs on white tables
Perfectly placed
Deliciously spaced

Every detail attended to
Clean lines and sturdy grace
All reflected in polished stone

But later
I notice

A chair is missing
Crumbs scattered on a table

In a lifetime dedicated
To observing the nuances
Of all details great and small
I wonder

What is the larger world
All that I’ve seen?
Or all that I’ve seen
But never saw…

Suddenly
The world I know
Seems very small

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 29, 20192:56 pm

Day for Night, Topaz Lake, US HWY 395, Nevada-California, United States of America

Illusions ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #213

Sometimes the darkness
Is less a lack of light
Than a quality of seeing

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMay 29, 201911:32 pm

Gravity

I see you
Seeing me
As she sees me
And he sees someone
No one else sees

And I wonder
What you wonder
About what I wonder
While he wonders
About whom I wonder

All this seeing
And not seeing
All this wondering
About wondering
It all turns
Upon its tail

While all along
The water falls
With a noisy whoosh
The flow always down
Gravity draws all to Earth
Still we are always free
In our myriad ways
To see what we will see
All the while wondering
Just what is up

Poetry by Patrick JenningsFeb 16, 201911:00 pm

Bent

This world through lens of mind
Is bent
To be a thing my eyes
Can see
Not quite what is
Reality

So bend my mind to fit
The world
Then see only the things
That fit
Ignore the things that don’t
One bit

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMay 7, 20189:32 am

Eerie Light, Boundary Bay, Delta, British Columbia, Canada

Seeing the True Nature of Darkness

Sometimes the light
Makes the eerie
Eerier
Makes the darkness
Darker

I remind myself
It’s better to see
Things as they are
To see the dark
In the darkness

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMar 18, 20181:18 pm

Barely Solid, Fast Frames, Denman & Nelson, West End, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Blur and Shadow

Sometimes the world seems
Populated by blurs and shadows
Even I am not entirely solid

I often wonder, then
Am I the blur?
Am I the shadow?
In all those other eyes
I can barely see

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMar 15, 201810:34 am

Painting in Shop Window, Gastown, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Eye

Eye check my ego
Eye check my arrogance

Eye look in the mirror
Remind myself to look away
So eye can see the me who is
Rather than the me who is seen

Eye reflect on my deeds, on my actions
Measure them against my ideals, my beliefs

I is a thing
Which cannot see
Beyond the shell
Which houses I

Poetry by Patrick JenningsFeb 6, 20185:43 pm

Looking Back, Random Train Platform, Delhi to Agra Express, Uttar Pradesh, India copy

Peering Back

I observe the world
People, structures, nature
Though people most of all

I peer into their world
Try to understand what they see
How they see it

It helps me see
The nuance in my own world
In my own perception

Every now and again
I notice people
Peering back at me

A moment most illuminating
As it reminds me
Look at yourself, through their eyes

And so, I wonder
What do they see?
How do they see me?

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 18, 20173:37 pm

Ghostly Rickshaw, Lajpat Nagar Metro Station, New Delhi, India

Ghosts ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #92

I carry a haul of ghosts
Along the paths I travel
Some recorded, for all time
And others a shadow memory

Each a fleeting moment
Seen in the context
Of another realm
And none too clearly

What they are
Where they are
Who they are

Preconceptions projected
Upon an object
Obscuring the features
Of the object

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 30, 201612:59 pm

Between the Clouds, Cheakamus River Valley, Tantalus Lookout, Sea to Sky Highway, Near Squamish, British Columbia, Canada

Learning to See

I walk the world that is
Seeking the world that could be
If only I could learn to see it

Here and there, now and again
Exploration yields discovery

Not of a new world
But a new way of seeing