Self Doubt

Upon awakening
every day
there are often moments,
how shall I say?
when for a second
or maybe two
we forget for an instant
exactly who
we are.
Whilst in that fleeting
negation of self
when the person we are
is left on the shelf,
what stops us becoming
in lieu of ourselves
someone quite different,
plucked from the shelves
and replaced?
And for that matter
we could be transposed,
hurled over the oceans
whilst we are reposed
to wake unknowing
in some strangers bed,
to suffer that instant
of personal dread
anew.
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Eternal rebirth
is what we endure
to this life, another
how can we be sure?
But what does it matter
if yesterday dies,
consigning the past
to merely disguise?
It gives us the freedom
to act as we choose,
with nothing to gain
and little to loose.
Scott.

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this seems the ID described by the odd
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Scott, do you post here often? I don't believe I've seen you posted here often.
There are some good qualities of style. Allow me:
The title. does it need a title and could it be a little less glaring, a litte more subtle? Imply rather than state?
I just kind of love that way you have of adding two little words after the rhyme, example-"exactly who
we are."
that's your style. don't lose it.
I'd like to see you use first person "I" in this poem as opposed to "we".
I don't know if it had any merit. A professor once told us, "don't use "we" when you can us I. But a poem I wrote called "ROller COaster" is one I really like I used "we" and I still use "we". So take the advice of what it's worth.
whilst we repose, present rather than past tense.
some punctuation is needed after "endure". Probably a semi-colon.
rhyming "endure" with "sure", you're sacrificing the rhmyme. Try something else, less obvious.
are you sure about all this, friend? The first part is a question and O.K. but the rest almost becomes negative and atheistic.
You sound young and, if you are, are you really so cynical. Ah, one little word would make it fine "if" one little word, "if" before "it gives us the freeom?"
Just my opnions. Follow your voice and I'd like to see more of your work.
sg

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Carnival
She left her immortality
in a church pew with her doubt
when she went out,
into the garden,
not to pray
and not to stay
longer than to pluck a rose
and pin it in her hair.
Then, she joing the mass
in the street at carnical
and laughed with them
and danced with them
and drank and loved too much
too loud, one particular
clown in the crowd.
When the parade came to an end
and the fool went away
and she had not friend,
she returned with a prayer
in the quiet of dawn.
The church was still there
but the garden was gone.
sg
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while WHILST is a perfectly valid adverb or conjunction I think it is not often used in this century. I makes a very otherwise good poem-poems stilted to me. I think some other construct would help,
CLACK
CLACK
CLACK
hanger hanger hanger
do we become what we wear
or does what we wear become us
I lay on the bed watching
and then she goes
out there
while I stay here
naked