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The Four Mirrors
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The Four Mirrors |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
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 ‘Til 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 I’ve 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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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Wow! This is wonderful! Thanks for an exciting interesting read....  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
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 ------------- 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 |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
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 |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
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!! |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
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 |
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Ravenlearns2fly Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 71 |
WOW!!!! The image you created threw your words were incredible!!!! |
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