Dark Poetry #4 |
The Mirror |
prize Member
since 2008-11-21
Posts 116 |
Gazing in the mirror Reflections of memories Pass over the dripping steam Recollections that turn to madness Strewn of trampled paths Wishing them away As if they could disappear Like the steam retreating From the pane staring back at me Wanting me to look into The eyes of insecurity Waiting, remaining, lingering My eyes retreat inward Looking for solace In a mind full of cobwebs Thicker than barbed wire More filthy than a neglected child Darker than solstice eve Wandering thoughts painful as the cold Wafting through the cracked window Sweat pours from my soaking brow Not reacting to chill swirling inward The mirror waits, impatiently Enticing me for a glance in return, Finally, my eyes peer back, staring Straight ahead at the reflection in disgust My eyes turn instantly, hollow and empty The mirror seems to chuckle Like the sordid dealer I am rushing to meet on the corner He will grin wider than a wicked clown Trying to exchange my body for my wants His horrid fingers run up my leg Each time, getting closer to his prize Still I run to the luring corner To hammer another nail into any good That remains inside my selfless being |
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JenniferMaxwell
since 2006-09-14
Posts 2423 |
It's easy to see you put a lot of thought and work into this one. Well done! |
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prize Member
since 2008-11-21
Posts 116 |
Thanks Jennifer, Coming from you, your response means a lot! You are a great poet and I enjoy reading your poems every day. P |
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moonbeam
since 2005-12-24
Posts 2356 |
I agree with Jenn prize, you are clearly thinking about what you want to say and trying to convey it in an interesting way. Also you take care with your spelling and presentation which is always a joy to see, for it shows someone who respects language and words. I will try to make time to come back and say more about this poem. |
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