Reflection Pulling Reflection

The Dragon-fly drawing a photo finish. All I can do is stare, nothing more than convalescing things.

 

I speak when I'm near,

my notebooks shredding feels of home through runs of fingertips

that I can no longer hold,

 Beginning to break in sounds you'd hear in a distance away, away from life playing its songs

 Though being safe,

  only thought I was while beneath lamps hovering ideas,

sometimes it gets used and other times I know little that this lion was caged long before I found the key.

These silhouettes that used to keep me company, now left me in silence,

Left me alone picking pieces of frames, a bit of emotions I have left over

 Glimpses of a faded reflection molding some figures to keep,

  reminded what these uniforms used to look like,

The one I wore from a dance in moonlight's anniversary,

The one I washed from time to time, to keep the purity in a bottle

 to shake up when I got nervous of newly grounds,

The one that was a gift I would never let go of, even in walks to the bridge that talks to me when I walk across.

 The one that felt the same temperatures of time living in different weathers.

    

  Casting strong shadows as having such a surface,

                             To

      Looking in a house on the edge of the world,

                      To ask it's windows

 Am I dying alone? I'm scared, missed being carried to sleep ,

 Hiding under places that a inner child knew, that knew nothing about hearts

                                 Until,

          a future part of it fell to the ground.

Reviews

[Hannah Grace]

Beautifully written! thanks for sharing

[paddy d daly]

Deep inner thoughts expressed so
well, you may have read my mind,
I have been reading all night but this
is the best l have read so far...

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I appreciate it my friend, poetry is the gateway to truly find what you can't explained often or can't pin point what's Inside the painting you continue to paint. Thanks again for a genuine review, sincerely your friend in poetry and life.