1.
My reflection
A wavering silhouette in minute mirrors
What if I peered too closely and fell in?
How long would I fall and would you catch me?
And haul me out those inky wells
2.
Bruised hands gloved white outstretched to the
sky.
Below yellow balloons sink to hover above mud or
To float in oily puddles that capture diamonds
in the night.
Feeble dreams like things do fail and are found
missing,
Useful platitudes to clutch at with greedy
fingernails.
3.
I never saw the moon reflected in two pairs of
eyes
As they thought back to pastoral summer days
When there were bumblebees and grass-stained
knees
And the hourly knells of the clock-tower went
unheard and unheeded
To those big children time was so far away and
Naively they held they had conquered that tyrant
god in memory-making
This, their long, long moment was kept tethered
to their chests
Even when, with the leaves, the sun faded and
the fall comes
But they saw it like a Monet
It painted the mountains glorious
4.
Leftover pieces
Crumbs of temporality
Mobiles of diamond rings
A teabag to chew over
Overblown epitaphs
A broom to sweep sweep sweep it all away
6.
Tenuous thread she treads
This good little doll with
Heart of lead
Glued shards of
Shattered porcelain pieces
See how she walks
Funny little thing
With arms outstretched
Foot by foot,
Day to day
Feigning balance
No safety net below
Instead a deep, black hole
Poor little thing
Spotlights too hot
Are melting away the mouth
Supposed grin now a grimace
Beneath an audience crowds,
But they’re not cheering.
Jen and I agree - These are profound. Especially #6. Thanks for sharing~
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