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Post by Artemis on Jul 18, 2009 8:53:26 GMT -5
The dripping mirror
The mirror bites her back as she scowls, Unexpected. Melting mercury ripples and howls, Disrespected. When good is always her intention, Saddened. Too many loving moments, Maddened.
So the world will seem lonely, Scary. As she whispers inwardly if only, Wary.
Too much pain to sit and wait, To bide her time and worry her fate. The atmosphere stagnant cloying and bad, Fresh air of late she’s never had. Untouchable mirror, darkness refracting , Once she’s fled, light everlasting.
Turning away, the dripping mirror freezes ........
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Saffron
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Daughter of Ecanus
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Post by Saffron on Jul 18, 2009 17:22:11 GMT -5
Hey beautiful, I caught my breath with this poem. It is almost ethereal in tone. The words flow smooth as liquid silk. I want to soothe this soul like I would my own daughter. Just hug her and tell her to hold on a little bit longer, you know? :'(The graphic is stunning and really adds to the poem. Exalt. Lita
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Post by Max on Jul 20, 2009 15:43:11 GMT -5
These may be some of the most powerful lines I've ever seen from your pen, Kerry: "Untouchable mirror, darkness refracting , Once she’s fled, light everlasting." This woman sounds like she is having an internal battle (something I can well relate to) between "darkness" and "light". I love the metaphor of the mirror, and the beauty of this poem sang to me. Exalt, my sweet friend
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Post by Artemis on Jul 20, 2009 17:20:21 GMT -5
Oh Penny you know what it is I'm going through and thank you for your comments and for being my friend. Max you are so right .. thank you K xxx
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