"De amicitia"

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“De amicitia”ǂ   (Revision)
In the early morning
before eyes comprehend daylight,
I travel at synaptic speed
recalling,
deconstructing,
reimagining,
that which could never be,
yet still prowls the borders of my memory.  
In our youth,
when time was eternal,
the curtains would briefly part
offering unfocused glimpses,
gifts of tomorrow
wrapped in translucence.
Wearing glasses
coated in the shimmering sheen of ignorance,
we spoke in black and white,
and robed ourselves
in creeds, in piety, in dogma, in
certainty.
Together we disintegrated in centrifugal rays
impelled forth as the remnants of an expiring star,
colliding with both the achievable and insurmountable,
concurrently luminous and lackluster,
drinking apocryphal water from the wells of truth
as life
evolved into lives.
Constrained by reality and grasping
for a humanity not yet ours,
echoing the words of Cicero,
“Esse quam videri.”*
*”To be, rather than to seem.”
ǂ On Friendship – A treatise by Cicero, Chapter 98
“De amicitia”ǂ
In the early morning
before eyes comprehend daylight,
while quiet rules the nether kingdom of dreams,
a mind travels at synaptic speed
recalling,
deconstructing,
reimagining,
that which could never be, but…
may have been, if only I could remember.
During our youth,
when time was eternal,
the curtains would briefly part
offering unfocused glimpses
of that which we imagined in our play.
Wearing glasses
coated in the shimmering sheen of unknown ignorance,
we spoke in black and white,
and robed in creeds, in piety, in dogma, in…certainty.
Together we disintegrated in centrifugal rays
impelled forth as the remnants of an expiring star,
colliding with the achievable and insurmountable,
concurrently luminous and lackluster,
drinking apocryphal water from the wells of truth
as life
evolved into lives.
Constrained by reality and the humanity to which we still aspire,
echoing the words of Cicero,
“Esse quam videri.”*
*”To be, rather than to seem.”
ǂ On Friendship – A treatise by Cicero, Chapter 98

Seeing as i do not nearly have half the vocabulary you do, i understood almost none of this poem. Lines like
Together we disintegrated in centrifugal rays
impelled forth as the remnants of an expiring star,
colliding with both the achievable and insurmountable,
concurrently luminous and lackluster,
drinking apocryphal water from the wells of truth
as life
The only meaning i gained from this was to demonstrate an enourmous grasp of the english dictionary. And (more of an off the record opinion than a critique) i personally enjoy poetry more with some kind of governing foot or meter. Back to critiques, since I(and most of the world) have not read the treatise you quote, the last line ,and arguably the whole poem, flys over my head. Though i do thank you for introducing me to some creative new words. Take this how you will.