Sunday, June 17, 2012
Circus Mirror
Lamenting, I recall on what I saw today
in the reflection of the stores glass display
t’was my aging deteriorating
now paunchy carcass that encases
my life’s unrequited heart in place
while it dances with it’s shadow, my soul
It saddened me and also scared me
how could this be me when my mind,
my thoughts still ride the young pony
amidst childhood fields of wind blown
grasses and daffodils, pretty ladies
in their summer dresses
for my still youthful eyes to behold
Not often do I see myself this way
through someone else’s eyes
I know my aches my pains
now halt my running with the deer
or chasing after wondrous butterflies
yet still I see myself through my wife’s
loving eyes and not the reflection
that I recall of what must have been
a circus mirror in the store’s display
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so good, and that second graph is incredibly soulful.
ReplyDeleteGracias Ed. Thanks for visiting
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem, Nene. Sometimes I see myself in mirrors or especially in pictures taken by camera, I can't much believe how differently these things see me.
ReplyDeletewonderful poem brother.it's been a long time since T have read your poems/comments.I hope you are doing well.love does assuage our fear and nightmares.may you continue to be blessed with such love.ciao.
ReplyDeleteGracias, my hermanos Raven and Abin. It's nice to hear feedback from those who appreciate even mediocre words in the realm of the art of writing. Our words sometimes may not hover in the same soaring clouds of those that heavenly skillset but all my intended expressions are heartfelt and personal
ReplyDeleteGracias mi amigos