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Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

0 posted 2001-02-14 09:32 PM

I lay my hands against the mirror
and pray for solitude.
There, captive echoes scream-
No warming rain
no mist of love or cooing sound
just vocal hell.

"Let me out, Let me out"
her palms meet mine-
we shatter.
No longer formulating compromise
for I am stronger now.
This is my way, my way,
no one else. Only me.
Connecting veins partner there;
reality freezes
ire meets strength

I open my palms to warmth
from the one
who only wanted beauty to radiate
through every pore
sustaining, pressing, moving
that beauty begins to travel through my
skin to reach her own.

The warmth begins to fire the glass
particles fly,
my heat replaces the blue
cold

To meet the scream, I pause, remove
one soul and place it close between
her reflection and there, it shadows her.
But it is in soft, whispering tones
and loving grace,
scarcely heard above mocking profanity
that I cry-

" Believe in yourself! Believe in yourself!"

I repeat it over and over again until
my pulse quickens
and my breath dries, my eyes dilate
and I begin to say it
louder "Believe in yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At that moment when I believe in little else,
I begin to see the images in my mind,
those who stand around me in true form
Fear is a synthetic fantasy that suffocates
and forever is contaminated with re-run phrases,
that worms my skin and nauseates me.
I scream "I believe in me."

She fades but not wholly
she will return again in
another horrendous encounter
and I'll rest my voice
to repeat again, those words
"I believe in me."

And to those who turned away
in pity, or stayed from fear,
shaking their heads, lying,
sparing a few
condescending platitudes,
slicing through my emotions
and draining my insides
bringing more suffering in fluid repulsion
It is then I realize
they had no reflection
and I never saw them,
They were not true,
because the mirror does not lie.

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 2001-02-14 11:46 PM

I repeat it over and over again until
my pulse quickens
and my breath dries, my eyes dilate
and I begin to say it
louder "Believe in yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Powerful writing, Kathleen...

Poet deVine

Administrator

Member Seraphic

since 1999-05-26

Posts 22612
Hurricane Alley

2 posted 2001-02-15 12:02 PM

As long as you keep looking into the mirror, you will see the strength that's coming to you again. And don't look at the shadows of others...they don't matter...

Dopey Dope

Moderator

Member Patricius

since 2000-08-30

Posts 11132
San Juan, Puerto Rico

3 posted 2001-02-15 02:23 PM

I liked this......very well written.
Once again, the talent is apparent.

I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.

I'm in love with my shadow
I admire it daily

Lone Wolf
Member Ascendant

since 2000-03-16

Posts 5842
Lansing, MI USA

4 posted 2001-02-15 09:28 PM

They were not true,
because the mirror does not lie.

So very true you are. The mirror is the ultimate test and it cannot be fooled. Nice writing.

Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats

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