There are infinite microcosmos all around.
In that one, a father and his daughter.
She tells him about her day,
how her best friend Laura let her borrow
the cutest pencil,
how Ms. Johnson talked about her life
more than that day's lesson.
He smiles, for these are simple times.
Over there, a couple. They seem distant.
In the valley between them
runs tension and unspoken words
and pain and a river of emotions
they decide to leave untouched.
In that one, a group of college kids.
They are shouting and singing,
the volume all the way up
and the windows down.
Unsuspecting of the other worlds
breaking or forming around them.
In this one, a writer.
A man. An observer of galaxies.
A painter of words. A traveler.
I conspire to share stories with other travelers.
Stories of futile experiences.
Stories of enormous meaning.
Stories of that which shall remain unnamed
by those of us who see it,
those of us lucky to remain beyond experience,
those of us who continue exploring beyond our world.
About the Creator
Juan Lli Pedraza
Hi!
I'm a Venezuelan poet living in Florida. I am a poet for hire on the weekends which means I type poems for strangers on my typewriter about whatever topic they want. Hope you enjoy.
Check my work on IG: @juanspeaks
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Keep reading
More stories from Juan Lli Pedraza and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (2)
Excellent words
Very nice piece. Well done.