Sunday, January 16, 2022

Discard my glasses or dispute my imagination?

                                             Author: anon
Image: Forlornly Discarded and Alone (here)

The moon had inspired many
With its inherent attraction and beauty
Unwittingly real with the owl even pining
And no dearth of poets with their writings

But when man landed on the moon
It was rocky, dusty not as was shown
The same could be said of mountains
Bluish and greenish in the distance

Discard my glasses or dispute my imagination?
Distance ruefully makes a difference

Carrie at The Sunday Muse #194
with a photo prompt

6 comments:

  1. We would be a sorry bunch without the ability to imagine … one of my favorite Hank poems!

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  2. Interesting poem that ponders perception and the imagination. I am still attracted to the moon even if it is rocky. The moon has an alluring quality that seems to cast a spell on our emotions and balance.

    Also, true about mountains they appear different in the distance compared to actually hiking through them. To me both are splendorous.

    Keep imagining Hank, the possibilities are endless.

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  3. Imagination a must for a poet! Love this Hank and always glad to see you at the Muse!

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  4. "Discard my glasses or dispute my imagination?" Ah, a terrible choice to have to make!

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  5. One of my favourite poems of yours, too, Hank. I remember the "big blue hills" of my childhood which were, in reality, brown, but seemed blue in winter covered with snow.

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  6. "Discard my glasses or dispute my imagination?" - what a question! I love it

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