We Are Me Comments
In the back of the mind
In the front of the thoughts
He is there; Always
To some degree
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I can see you are having fun with this play Yes there is a that intuitive flow within us that is ever present It like our true nature ever present and always there in the background and the voice we are always identifying and getting swept away with But who we are never changes Wonderful poem, deeply thoughtful and entertaining Thank you Mike. Full marks
This poem arose in me long ago, but only recently did I try to pen it out. I find in my minds conversations I often refer to myself as we. Somehow there is plurality. This was my shot at adressibg the hidden voice, and giving him the credit he is due
You identified the topic as IDENTITY which dovetails with a poem I wrote The Other Daniel. It's some kind of peak experience to find your poem. Here we stand, two different individuals, but unified in our concern for the puzzle of self-identity. And the puzzle gets bigger with each of our poems. I'm sure your experience put you in a similar mind-frame: the closer you try to get to that other self, the more he recedes. But now the gap between the two of you is a space you created as a creative writer. You have successfully colonized part of your inner self. I feel I have too. What I like about your poem is the TENACIOUS HOLD of the speaker on his other self. That other self slips free eventually - but speaker deserves all credit for holding on as long as he does. Your poem reminds me of Jacob wrestling with the Angel all night: Jacob says, I will not release you until you bless me! Those are the stakes we accept. Good Luck on your next match!
It is often a struggle between the two of us. Mostly, the more I hear him out, the better off I end up in my decisions. We are growing together, hopefully he is teaching me to grow more like him
Great observation of the truth in us all... listen to that guy... he is you, and you are he. A 10, Mike. Excellent.
Thanks Bill. I do my best to listen to him. Sometimes we don't agree, but usually when looked back upon, his voice was the one of reason, mine of emotion
Well okay but at least the other me is not a she That would be nagging, and worst case scenario, repetitious. We shall now have a brandy and sprite. We will share it evenly.
I'm glad that two of you are getting along :) thanks Wes. Enjoy your drink
I enjoyed reading your poems thank you very much I learned a lot from it...have a nice day
Thank you Manonton. Receiving your comments and reading your poems has been a pleasure
Very relatable. Affirming the inner voice is the only way one can genuinely be themselves.
Just the one whom can never be hoodwinked or cheated or taken for a ride; the conscience, which almost always keeps talking, not to ears but to the heart of the self. Excellent thinking.x
Yes that's exactly right. The voice speaks to us but rather than hear it we feel it
We are amused by the both of you and your poetic offering. Your subliminal doppelganger is a worthy sparring partner, and debate with it is a pragmatic and useful tool. It knows you better than you know yourselves.: -)
Agreed! Accepting that the 'voice inside' is its own entity; but also an integral part of me; has been a profound part of my spiritual evolution. It's nice to hear other people's reflection on the one thing we all have in common. Thanks for sharing!
Well It does me good to know I'm not the only person who's spent time thinking about him (the voice) . Thanks for your feedback
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7/23/2025 6:21:56 AM # 1.0.0
A very creative piece of work...lovely poem...very relatable