My Telescope
by Saless
by Saless
It sees many things, but it does not see me.
While that is all that I want to see, but cannot.
It stares off into space, but does it literally.
While my mind wanders far and wide, but without purpose or choice.
It stays in one place all the time, just collecting dust.
While I sit at my desk all day, wishing I were someplace else.
It must gather light to see, yet still needs me to interpret it.
While I gather all the knowledge I can, without knowing what to do with it.
This was the second assignment in a creative writing class I took several years ago. The assignment (If I remember correctly) was to describe yourself by comparing yourself with an object. Obviously I chose my telescope for that. ;)
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Comments
I Just Wonder What
You'd have written if you had some of the nifty gadgets we have today.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
That could be interesting.
That could be interesting. ;)
Saless
"But it is also tradition that times *must* and always do change, my friend." - Eddie Murphy, Coming To America
"But it is also tradition that times *must* and always do change, my friend." - Eddie Murphy, Coming To America