"undistinctive" poems
this is a portrait of a painter painting a duck,
and as an honest man, i must disclaim
i am no painter, no wordsmith, not even a back-alley beautician
or smoker drawing letters in the air.
i'm a man, a not short nor tall nor distinctive in any other way
utterly invisible. however, as an honest man, i need to say
you are the sole, indescribable, incredible wonder of this park.
you're tall, i think, slim like the long-stemmed brushes you balance between your fingers,
and i think i hear you sing
as you paint that duck, that undistinctive, ordinary,
incredibly lucky duck.
i don't think it knows how lucky it is to have your gaze,
to be captured, immortalized, in your clever fingers.
it quacks off-beat and without thought, and i think,
"for shame, duck, bad on you"
because even someone as naturally invisible as me
knows when to appreciate a spotlight.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
Just an ordinary face like the rest
Grey and blurred out like the mist
Undistinctive from the rest
Majority of the crowd
Common and boring to you
Unique to me
Splendiferous to the eye
Beautiful to the heart
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC