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The Mirror
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The Mirror |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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The Mirror The mirror never lies, But what does it withhold? Can see it in those eyes, There’s truths here left untold. Been a long walk of sighs, Never your own accord. Watching as the soul dies, Piece by piece as reward. The shadow shifts to night. All in the world goes black. But you still hold the sight, That never is in lack. No way to make it right, Watch the last glimmer fade To the devil’s delight, Where ambitions are weighed. Palm surfaced, deep in stare, What is it you look for? Holding, through the despair, There should be something more. Once it felt so sincere, Once worth the sacrifice. Now you think nothing here Could be worth near the price. I watch you turn away, One can’t afford to grieve. Still careful ‘all you say In your world of make-believe. Tomorrow’s a new day. Mayhap true peace awaits, But while you turn I’ll stay, Someone must pay the fates! Portrait of a Lost Day Never yours to behold In surfeited array Of lies spun to pure gold. That never seen display Deftly glittered and framed. Now fallen by the way Of dream you left unclaimed. Michael Anderson And if the mirror don’t reflect The illusion you made You could stop and take a breath Feel the damages weight Fade in the silence” ~Powderfinger |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Michael, This one was incredibly heavy to me. I seemed to sink deeper into darkness with each line. Maybe I'm just more sensitive to sad these days of unrest. As always, an excellent write. ~L |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Definitely sad here, Michael. You do this almost too well, but if you didn't I wouldn't be able to say, "YES THAT'S IT! RIGHT THERE! THAT!"
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Michael...Very touching poem. I feel like we can't blame ourselves for things we have no control over. Call it fate call it penance for what happened but we must accept the fact we must find it within our selves to rejoice in our lives and live it the best we can. Maybe I'm way out of bounds here, but I am slowly coming back from my darkness and I hope you can also...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ Paul |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Was wondering how to say what I felt about this piece - then I read Paul's comment, and LO! Except for his last sentence, he said exactly what I wanted to say, though I couldn't find the words. So Michael . . . What Paul said. j. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
This is where it's time to find a new mirror. Excellent words here. . . -- That which gives light must endure burning. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lori, this was pretty sad. I wrote it a couple of months ago and never posted it for that very reason…was trying to post more on the lighter side for a bit. Still have to let the dark out occasionally though. Thank you, and you are right…these dark times probably have all of us a little more sensitive. Jenn, it’s like getting that itch scratched, isn’t it?  Paul, you are never out of bounds when you speak out of concern. My dark will always be a part of my life, kinda of a lifetime diagnosis thing, but I refuse to let it be all consuming. My poetry serves as a healthy outlet, so I can at least function in real life. Kind of the point of this poem was to remind myself to be the man I see in the mirror, and not to change my persona, or more importantly my dreams, when I have to turn away and play my part in the world. I think many people leave a bit of their soul there in the mirror that eventually is just a seldom thought of faded dream, we’re so busy living every moment of our lives for other people it seems. James, thank you for replying…and feeling.  Sven, lol. And the mirror is saying it wants a new owner too I bet. Michael |
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