Shaving

 

 

Shaving

 

lost myself where timelines tangle with emotions;

the past laughs from a photo, the future taunts

from the horizon, the mirrored present cries tear lanes

through a thick white shaving cream beard.

 

eyes of memories, hopes, nightmares stare

through the icy haze to the hot raging core.

I walk through undefined doors to places

that have teeth with nothing to shield me,

 

but a stuttered prayer and a fistful of fiery

determination. I hope that, beyond the bleached

bones of regret and creeping venomous doubts,

the Truth, in her faded blue jeans, awaits my arrival.

 

I can never shave enough to ease the burden.

I wish, just once, the mirror would tell me a pretty lie,

and a tribal warrior tattoo would snake over my pale face.

I would love to scare the world around me instead of fearing

the world inside of me.

Reviews

[MuSe Ampoule]

Wow, another amazing piece. This speaks so many truths of life and consciousness and wraps us in the razor sharp images you're so good at creating. I love the last stanza the most...it really speaks to me.

"I can never shave enough to ease the burden"
"I would love to scare the world around me instead of fearing the world inside of me"

Great work.

[Stef Outsiders]

i love the last line as well as it all... but I would love to scare the world around me instead of fearing the world inside of me stood out... love it!

[Ruth]

Woahhh! Love, this is stunning! To embrace that fear, we have to do battle with ourselves! Through a reflection or not! Another poignant write sweetheart, always surprised and stunned by your writing! xx

[Kaitlynn]

its good and i like the picture

[GrandDystopia]

This was great, a fantastic use of words, very unique!
Nice work, man. Keep it up!

[Nothing Personal]

The memories you wanna remember to the memories you wanna forget. Alas if shaving could wipe off the past or glorify the future. Changes brought about by changing the physical manifestations during a time; You put up a brave face and await the truth and hope it's pleasant. You hope to be rewarded for your dare and your standing up..It's a emotional fireball, it is. Our hopes and our grit and determination are sometimes intertwined in the same mesh..I have to say I admire the profundity of your work here and terribly great work with your visual palette..Well done..masterful writing..

[annieb]

This is beautiful! The language you use is so unique and just perfect!

[Mark]

Brought to mind the sleeve of the Magical Mystery Tour album, and the movie, "A Beautiful Mind". There are goblins hiding in the secret corners of all of our minds, the reality of which is known too well, but regrettably, to ourselves alone. That's why poetry is such a marvelous catharsis; the Hidden Chorus is finally allowed to have their parts heard, releasing a little of their frustration and pressure.

[Maurice]

A truly outstanding piece. Your mastery of imagery is astounding.

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

wow. you write so powerfully. how can you put so much emotion into your pieces, and yet still have so much more to give? you amaze me.

the pain in this piece resounds inside my heart..

[Moflo]

Fantastic fantastic ending! I love it. I have felt the exact way you've described, its weird how we, as men, almost forget how we look with less hair. Good job.