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The Four Mirrors

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PoeticKnight
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0 posted 03-16-2000 02:21 PM       View Profile for PoeticKnight   Email PoeticKnight   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for PoeticKnight

I put out my cigarette
And let the ashes fall
Hoping somehow to forget
The memory of it all

A night that lasted a thousand years
And taught me so much
A night filled with a thousand fears
Sights, I have never seen such

It was dark, that much I know
I was alone, lost in thought
Letting my consciousness go;
Clarity of mind is what I sought

The air, I remember, stifling me
Pulsing like waves from the silence
The sound of nothingness pounding me
With ever increasing violence

Something draws me to my room
Something beckons me hither
Like a new bride to her groom
Before the love begins to wither

How much did I desire to explore
The root of my unease
Oh how much do I deplore
The way in which I was seized

Drawn ever more strongly now
I had to find out once and for all
Just had to end this all somehow
I stood, and faltered against the wall

There is a voice inside us
That warns against pursuing such sin
And such was in my head thus
As into my room I stepped clumsily in

At once, the pounding pain ceased
And there was nothing
But a momentary peace
My very last taste of nothing

Then all of a sudden, the room spins
And the floor starts to sink
It holds me and sucks me in
Before I have time to think

The sensation of falling
And an electricity in the air
And even though I was falling
There was no wind in my hair

Multi-colored patterns of light
Begin to swirl around me
Filling me with such a sight
ĎTil it is all I that I can see

Then in a flash it is gone
And I am left visibly shaken
With weak legs to stand upon
After the trip Iíve just taken

I stood in a single, massive hall
With huge, ancient columns,
Rows in the distance looked like walls
Burning oil lamps made it all so solemn

And I thought that I was all alone
But then I heard a rhythmic chant
Echoing off the hard, cold stone
A most deep and melodious chant

There was a thick smell of burning incense
Hanging heavy in the still air
Somehow I knew this was my penance
To pursue the glimmer in the dark there

Walking with heavy heart, I made no sound
There were lights that got nearer
Placed in the center of the hall all around,
Stood four large ornate mirrors

And somehow I knew what I gazed upon
For it cut through me cold, like a knife
The incense and chanting were gone
These were the four mirrors of life

The first one shown within a little boy
So fresh and innocent was his eyes
So full of life and promise and utter joy
Before the coming of the mortal lies

The second beheld a mature man
With a crown of leaves upon his head
And a rod of iron held in his hand
The blood in his face a bright and burning red

The third visage shown a man beaten by age
The fire in his eyes dimmed,
But a look of the wisest of sages
Gave an aura of timelessness to him

The fourth, as I looked, shimmered briefly
Then the mirror down the length did crack
This I marveled at, but not chiefly;
For the mirror then went black


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Poet deVine
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1 posted 03-16-2000 07:35 PM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Wow! This is wonderful! Thanks for an exciting interesting read....  
Janet Marie
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since 01-22-2000
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2 posted 03-16-2000 09:21 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

And I thought that I was all alone
But then I heard a rhythmic chant
Echoing off the hard, cold stone
A most deep and melodious chant

There was a thick smell of burning incense
Hanging heavy in the still air
Somehow I knew this was my penance
To pursue the glimmer in the dark there
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damn Jer...this poem is AWESOME...the perfect ryhme pattern alone in such a long poem is amazing...but the imagery and depth of this is perfect...
Im gonnna have to get out my Thesaursus(?)(sp)LOL and find new words for deep...to describe you work...
stalking you deeply
jm
ps, btw what were you smoking when you wrote this LOL
Meadowmuse
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since 12-27-1999
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3 posted 03-16-2000 09:31 PM       View Profile for Meadowmuse   Email Meadowmuse   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Meadowmuse's Home Page   View IP for Meadowmuse

JML, enjoyed very much...your theme here put me in mind of Dickens' "A Christmas Carol," and I loved the "mirrored" effect in the denouement.  

~ Claire
Butterflies_dont_cry
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since 03-06-2000
Posts 3768
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4 posted 03-16-2000 10:48 PM       View Profile for Butterflies_dont_cry   Email Butterflies_dont_cry   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Butterflies_dont_cry

Awesome!!! You have a way with words that takes ahold of me and won't let me even take a breath till I reach the end...ok so this was a long one and I had to take a couple breaths  ...It was amazing...thank you so much for sharing it!!
PoeticKnight
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since 01-20-2000
Posts 1151
New Orleans, LA


5 posted 03-17-2000 10:51 AM       View Profile for PoeticKnight   Email PoeticKnight   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for PoeticKnight

Thanks to everyone, i didnt know about this one because of its length, but you all seemed to prove me wrong. This was another one of my short stories converted to verse, basically because i am lazy...

P.S. Jan, i wasn't even smoking anything when i wrote this. LOL
Ravenlearns2fly
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6 posted 03-17-2000 06:58 PM       View Profile for Ravenlearns2fly   Email Ravenlearns2fly   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Ravenlearns2fly

WOW!!!! The image you created threw your words were incredible!!!!

 
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