Fringes

Posted on August 3, 2013 by Helen

I live on the fringes
I hide in the dark
My home is in alleyways
or deep in the park

I breathe contradiction
The web of my words
are born for confusion
I am the absurd

I’ll never be like you
We are not the same
You’re just some dear kindling
while I am the flame

I live on the fringes
I’ll never be seen
You’re here in the moment
while I’m in between

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

Unknown's avatar

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
This entry was posted in Air, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

14 Responses to Fringes

  1. Brian Hughes's avatar Brian Hughes says:
    August 3, 2013 at 6:37 pm

    At last…a poem about a hedgehog.

    Reply
  2. mandasiefert39's avatar mandasiefert39 says:
    August 3, 2013 at 6:57 pm

    I THINK THIS IS SO COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Reply
  3. Bianca Bowers's avatar bgbowers says:
    August 3, 2013 at 9:15 pm

    “The web of my words” – great image 🙂

    Reply
  4. S.K. Nicholls's avatar sknicholls says:
    August 4, 2013 at 1:37 am

    A place I much prefer to mainstream….

    Reply
  5. mindlovemisery's avatar mindlovemisery says:
    August 4, 2013 at 7:01 am

    I am the absurd too lol

    Reply
  7. Wordifull Melanie's avatar Wordifull Melanie says:
    August 17, 2013 at 8:33 pm

    Love especially “I breathe contradiction
    The web of my words”

    Reply

Leave a reply to Brian Hughes Cancel reply