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the extra



A woman, a passer-by,
I recognize her. I think I know her, but she doesn't
stop or notice us. I see her everywhere we are,
walking her dog, picking up mail, always busy -
always somewhere else to be,

in every clip of a love montage,
a moving score, elaborate set,

I am the anonymous woman in the background -

I do not walk into the key lighting,

I do not stop to notice us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Meroza gold member
    October 23

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    This one's so deep, and so sad. The meaning behind this, the act that happens in the poem is outstanding and beautifully sad.

    Well done!


  • Adsaige gold member
    October 20

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    A very revealing write that offers no apology. It's truthfulness is one of its endearing qualities, Tara. As usual, you have captured a moment and a person is such simplicity. Unfortunately, life is not as simple and pleasing.

  • trekkergirl silver member
    October 13

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    This is very interesting. I agree that you can be crowd of people and still never been noticed. This is definitely a sad fact but a true one. Good write here.

  • Thoughts-of-Soloman gold member
    October 13

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    I like the change of widened personal perspective 'thing' but this also makes me think of a 'neighbour' or someone often seen around locally, who you've never spoken to but you suspect that they are also familiarised with seeing you. You've never 'met' and yet there's this in between familiarity/stranger 'thing going on, that either becomes eventually addressed... by 'breaking the ice' or is continued as if not existing because it may seem more comfortable.

    ... I suspect that it's often not so different in our own relationship with ourselves.

    'I do not stop to notice us.'
    ... No, we are most often too busy 'being', 'smaller or larger', whatever it is, at the time I reckon.

    Great write!

    Sol

  • Topnotchsy
    October 13

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    This is a beautiful, sad, but thought provoking write. I was peeking at the most popular poems for the week and came across this one (when I noticed your name I knew it would be something good.) I was not disappointed in this least with this piece. Great write!!


  • Kiran silver member
    October 13

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    This is very clever, brillliantly written. And I love the ending. Wonderful


  • GreenHrtPaleMoon gold member
    October 12

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    From second stanza on, I loved this piece. (Not to say the first was bad, just that the rest, to me, was better) It was a wonderful and clever way to present your idea, and the ending was killer. Great work.


  • Swan song gold member
    October 11

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    in every clip of a love montage,
    a moving score, elaborate set,

    I am the anonymous woman in the background -

    I do not walk into the perfect lighting,

    I do not stop to notice us.
    I loved this I loved it all!!!!!! As always you are something I read this five times


  • delightfulmess gold member
    October 11

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    whoa! this hit hard at home for me.
    Excellent!!!


    Delila


  • And Hyetal gold member
    October 11

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    awww, I do see the heartbreak in this, though, as a whole, it does seem a little bit confusing to me.

    But that's what poetry is for... to interpret. I'll be working on this.

    ~Cassie


  • markgrif gold member
    October 11

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    Wonderful expression.

    It's true.. sometimes he don't notice ourselves.

    I like the part about perfect lighting. But you have to be known even in the absence of light.


  • apoeticinjustice gold member
    October 11

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    sometimes we need to step back and be the extra in our own lives...to have a different perspective on who we are, and where we are going. Sometimes though, we need to reconnect and play the lead role. This poem reminded me of that. Very well written.
    Rory


  • kaibab silver member
    October 11

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    We do always feel the shadow's breath, hoping dimension will merge to comfort, I have seen him next to me, wsiting for my love to find me...quite thought provoking Ms. March;f


  • ariazephyrzoe gold member
    October 11

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    oh the beauty of your words, like I always say...I am always speechless...

    I love reading them over and over again, they make me feel good.

    and of all the beautiful comments, I'm left with nothing else to say...maybe I'm the extra, a silent reader, your fan.


  • Loveandblessings2u gold member
    October 10

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    You sure know how to grab
    your readers attention.
    Make them think, and make
    them want to come back for more.
    You can touch them in ways that will
    make them, never forget you or your
    gift for writing.
    This is an awesome piece, deep and
    I think we can say that this could
    be made into one of those movies, that
    leaves one always wondering...
    You have an magical way of making
    your readers brain come alive.
    Like one must keep their thinking
    cap on at all times.
    One could never fall asleep
    reading anything you write.

    Loveandblessings2u & yours always
    Joyce


    • tara wilson gold member
      October 10
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      Joyce - thank you so much, that is the most wonderful compliment I've ever had about my writing, thanks so much for reading my poems=)
  • Yvette Champ
    October 10

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    Thought provoking, pensive poetry, it looks outside-in and inside-out. Shadowing life's shadows and finding more than one silhouette with a sense of rueful regret.

    Brain-food poetry. Yum-Yum.


  • emerald-gaze silver member
    October 10

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  • silverfish
    October 10

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    all the world's a stage . . . and the poet has so many important roles to play, the caring mother, the supportive best friend, prophet, sheriff, sinner, saint, bread winner and other leads that it is no wonder that she might move upstage, out of the key light for awhile, and take some time to become reflective. no so much an extra, as audience to her own riveting story rich in drama, love and laughter. -silverscreenfish


  • LiMarie silver member
    October 10

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    Fascinating, I do love the double vision of the extra, and wonderful how much might be read into this poem. Deep


  • Blueskywonder
    October 10
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    I have bad spelling, i know
    but you know what i mean

  • Blueskywonder
    October 10

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    Some-times we can become detached from being conscious of our experience. like playing a movie over and over until in the end your mind drifts into a sort of auto-mated state maybe. Or carried along on a wave of social expectation, lost. Then we meet our selves at some point. Mostly when we recognize a dissonance between our internal self and outer role were playing.
    We start to analize the movie rather than just watching it until the end. It is a good sign of personal growth that you becoming more aware of yourself... enviroment. I hope unlike me, you havn't wasted to much time trying to please others... fulfill their needs with-out even recognizing you have needs. We have to be careful of the roles we take on in life.
    Don't be an extra in some-one elses movie when you can be a star in your own. Wonderful poem!


  • Zayra Yves gold member
    October 10

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    sometimes we extend so much more toward strangers than to ourselves, until we realize that we treat ourselves like strangers!


  • Nicolette gold member
    October 9

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    Indeed cleverly written, Tara; a poem that pulls the reader in...sort of like watching from a distance, but also being part of it. Wonderful twist at the end.

    I really liked this one - great writing.

    ~ Nicolette


  • Pure Thought silver member
    October 9

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    Screw the director, walk into the lighting.

    KNow the life you are in, live don't just exist.

    That's what I got.
    Thanks for sharing you wisdom.

    Buddy


  • arafura
    October 9
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    Yes, I agree with Lane. This poem cuts both ways... very deep and insightful my friend!


  • Dalaney gold member
    October 9
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    this poem is a double-edged sword...
    i love it! Lane


  • Allyce May
    October 9

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    I adore this! You are so clever


  • Cat gold member
    October 9
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    i really love the surprise at the end...

    m


  • faderman1959
    October 9

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    The way you describe the loss of one self is amazing! We live in such a hectic world that we sometimes forget to stop and actually live in it. Beautifully written my friend!


  • Sonja
    October 9

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    Yes, this is how each and every moment in life could be used as poetry. Each moment and feelings worth to be preserved this way.
    ~Sonja~


  • zochit2me gold member
    October 9

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    You rock



    I feel like this woman sometimes. Stuck in the black and white of the world and searching for something substantial to feel.

    yes I know her, but do I?

    good Tara.



    ♥Becky♥

  • Yellowdogpoetry gold member
    October 9

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    So articulately presented. I like the honest introspective touch to this piece. It does have a sense of austere melancholy, though rendered beautifully. Geo


  • paulcreates silver member
    October 9
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    Yup, jealousy is a terrible distraction from an otherwise viable relationship.

  • Virgoan
    October 9

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    The 'us' feel here has that swish of darkness. The woman seems to hide herself from the truthfulness - the face of reality. Let us say that there are things noticeable that we prefer not to notice.

    another gem my friend


  • balenciaga
    October 9

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    i love the anonymity of the woman; and the us - it gives it that drifting feel. lovethis.

    meg


  • Grunts Girl
    October 9

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    i love that feeling i got that the woman in the start ends up being the woman in the end-- its just where i went lol
    really really liked this


  • Tennessee-Joe
    October 9

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    In the first stanza, im wondering who she is.
    In the second, im wondering what is she doing "there".
    In the third one I begin to see who she is.
    And the last one I see the couple.
    Great work! Have missed you.
    Joe


  • notorious
    October 9

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    I think you are writing stuff so good to purposely get my name off Marty's page...

    LMAO.

    Anyways, I absolutely adore that title--are you talking about something excess, something insignificant and unnoticed, a movie extra...?

    That first stanza definitely struck me as prose, but w/e the hell it was, it was poetic.

    "I am the anonymous woman in the background -
    I do not walk into the perfect lighting,"

    About 60% of the time, I love my contracted forms like 'don't'...in both these instances, I adored the separated forms of "I am" and "I do not"--they just have the extra impact they're supposed to have and usually don't [for me].

    Awesome 2 lines, loved them...



    Jessica

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