I Fascinate
I Intoxicate
I reverberate
‘
and the people come
and the people go
the murmuring between
I never know
‘
and the stars journey by,
as the endless nights roll
and the time washes all
in the milky way flow
and people come
and people go
‘‘
Post me on your Bedroom Wall
Hang me in your Gallery
Bring over all your friends
so they all can see
Until I have fully filled
Your Artistic curiosity
like you once came
you soon will go
.
And when I stand here
All on my own
Like Some enigmatic
Still- life Rolling stone
They glance my way
with curiosity
Say “his color strokes
Are truly free”
But they soon return
to the conventionality
.
And people come
and people go.
This is a great comment on fame, I love the rhyming scheme and the imagery is wonderful.
Chris Replies: thanks bobbi!
another beautiful piece…
Cdog pontificates: Although Bobbi is is right, this poem could be about Fame….However Its somewhat Autobiographical… I sure have known a lot of people who have come and gone. Perhaps its Universal feeling.