On the Same Page {Poem}

“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page,” you say,
and I think to myself – no,
See, I seem to be on a different book to the rest of the world,
one I have written in my own perplexing language
with words I may have spun up or dreamt, or maybe
fragments of speech from a stranger or a friend.
And though some chapters are plain and simple,
others are an arduous task to decipher
so that I must lie awake with a head full of noise
and I cannot distinguish one voice from another
and the more I strain to hear
the more voices I seem to discover
and by then I am too tired
to differentiate them or any phrases that are
uttered or yelled or sung.
And what you see as a grey cloud
in my book may be a storm,
and where a spider creates fear,
my book may create a limerick
of the eight-legged creature,
or an artistic haiku on its beauty.
“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page,” you say,
so I nod to confirm our shared understanding
because even though we will never be on the exact same page,
I have plenty of blank space
for me to try to ink our mutual thoughts.

80 thoughts on “On the Same Page {Poem}

  1. This poem is simply fantastic. There’s a ton of cool lines and the imagery is superb! I really love “and where a spider creates fear, my book may create a limerick of the eight-legged creature, or an artistic haiku on its beauty.” May I copy it and repost it on The Accidental Poet? I always note the poet’s name and copyright date, but I don’t know if you want your name on my blog. Anyway, I love your work and I am now following you. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Steven.

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  2. “…my own perplexing language, with words I have spun-up or dreamt…” love that phrase, and I can identify with that. “…even though we may never be on the exact same page, I’ve got plenty of space” for our mutual thoughts. Yes, seeking agreement is best. Though alienation is a bitter pill sometimes, and doesn’t always leave room.

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  3. It feels really relevant because I spoke with my best friend last night and I said something resembling that being on the same page is not always the most important as long as we can always understand the text when we read through it. That’s what makes it special.

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  4. Well-written, grand irony. And poignant–surrendering the actual response because it’s easier to do that, because you’re not sure anyone would understand you anyway, and in doing so there’s relational room to consider what might actually be mutual. You’ve effectively identified a pattern too many of us stay and act within. Stay stuck and act (stuck) within.

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  5. I like the way you develop the image of the book and its pages, and which book it is we are talking about. There is perhaps more mileage here? Btw, I wish I got your likes and comments! LOL. Good poem.

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