Open Poetry #39 |
My Reflection |
marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
My Reflection So fragile is the mind of sinners Surrounded by a myriad of mirrors Each reflecting a part of one’s soul Six hundred and sixty six hands Reaching, gnawing and pulling within To make complete a single purpose Once the physical body has been deceived By what it desires most in dreams and fantasy Leading to eventuality, not reluctant naivety To which un-truths shatter accurately into the heart Reflecting questions upon a million pieces of thoughts Into the Heavens where a million Angels await Protecting the gentleness of love’s grace From a million shards of pain and selfish prayers…. And on the other side of Eden, The rains darken into a rich red Then a golden ivory, To the rejoicing smile, of the eternally setting sun….. Marcel |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Keith.... this is a wonderful piece of writing, and I would not change a word. But I am easy to please, so I would suggest placing this one in Critical Analysis...to me it is that good, I would read it again just to see if anyone could comment otherwise. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
simply beautiful.... reminding me of how from time to time I've been jolted by a stunning sunrise, or sunset which found some missing pieces for me. thank you for this |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
hmm. That leads me to think of the other side of Eden. A lot could be made of that. Thank you for the inspiration in this. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well writ Poet, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Inspiring imagery in this poem. |
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