182. Vagabond

Photo by Hooram Cohen: https://www.pexels.com/photo/black-and-white-portrait-of-woman-11687190/

I am your reflection
your mirror, in me
you find yourself
your opposite

we stand on opposing sides

in the pure water between us
I see your angelic form inverted
you see the reality
of my upside-down life

illuminated in moonlight

in the light of day
I am a ghost, barely there
a wisp of a spirit
red hair blowing in the wind

I am a waterfall

to some, mercurial
a mutable soul
a vagabond
searching for the shelter

you find in me

Reviews

[Twilight]

I genuinely like this, and there are even a few lines which really triggered a brief flutter of romantic feelings. That's not just because of any specific line, rather more the combination of certain elements. For me, the references to moonlight, other elements around us e.g. water, waterfall and wind applied in conjunction with the moonlight. Interestingly, moonlight can have different connotations - ranging from association with romance, to mystery or the supernatural; for example.

There's a reference to the mirror, and mirror imagery. In some of my writings, I have touched upon a few of the individual elements in this piece; but utilised them in rather different ways.

At the end, I liked the idea of shelter being offered to a vagabond. It was simply a nice thought, as much as anything else. Of course, it needn't be a vagabond here; as someone hitting the road - because they're homeless after falling to pay the rent. A vagabond could represent a lost soul, a man with a quest for "something". Or, something which "only the writer knows for sure"; as I sometimes say.

Thankyou, Anne. Julian. I miss you, and good to see you back on form with this piece.

[Anne Martin]

There was another one that I thought you would like more, but this one spoke to me on a certain level. Here, it's my vagabond soul searching for the shelter that another finds in me.

Thanks, I've been crazy busy traveling and with work.

[Twilight]

That's all OK. I should have realised pretty much straightaway, that you are the vagabond reference; having repeated used the words "I am" prior. I started a new job, a couple of weeks ago; in Matlock. I still do voluntary too; and miss you routinely (although you probably guess). No need to explain your time away. I long have suspected, that you're highly capable. Does Melton Mowbray beckon? I cannot help asking. J

[Twilight]

P. S. Hope that you like my comments about your "Unguarded". I reviewed that, almost straight after this one. J

[Anne Martin]

A pork pie beckons, but it will be some time before I am anywhere near Melton Mowbray.

[Twilight]

Yes, I haven't forgotten that you warned me - it's liable to always be some way off; between one visit there - and the next. I would never pry, as to the reasons; or regards the nature of your friend around there. Anyway, good luck - as a literal "vagabond" too; after all.! Sorry for my cheeky, having "Unguarded" still in mind...

[Coyote Poetry]

So wonderful and tender dear Anne.
to some, mercurial
"a mutable soul
a vagabond
searching for the shelter

you find in me"
I loved the above lines. All of us are vagabonds seeking the kindness of love. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Franky]

I'm impressed. This has a beginning, a middle, and it comes together in an appropriate way. It shows wisdom too.

[Anne Martin]

Wisdom? No one has ever accused me of that before. ;-) Thanks for your comments.

[Franky]

I stand by my comment. I think the mirror and opposite analogy is perfect in this instance.

[Anne Martin]

Thank you!