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“I am Perdu.” -a poem for the “invisible.”

Today I thought I’d try my hand at a sonnet. The poem is a representation of anyone who’s ever felt, or feels invisible.


The photo is Charlie, my cat, and I think it’s a good visual representation for this piece. I often wonder what he’s thinking as he stares out the window, while sitting on his trunk.



I am perdu, just a phantom’s shadow


Seen, then unseen, a hologram trickster

Undead, yet vaporous, I fail to show

My glacial gait seen as a wing’s flicker


My existence discounted as folk lore


A pair of wraith’s ears captures your gossip


Addled brain yoke, stroked by a broken oar


Seeks validation and relationship


My dim reflection is a lonely “friend”


A mocking mimicker spewing brickbat


Multiplied by shattered glass, in the end


Translucent, I blend with all that is matte


Just a speck of dirt, or a stain on the wall


I am perdu, the worst fate that can befall

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