Remember

Sometimes you just have to look in the mirror

“Remember” she reminds herself

Wrap your arms tight around yourself

Wipe the cold tear where you once lay

Release your inner child so she can play


“Remember” says the innocent laugh

Laugh at your hurt only on my behalf

Rebuild block houses you once tore down

Rebaptize in water in your christening gown


Remember your intimate, little rubber room

You were a butterfly stifled, waiting to bloom

You were bruised but your spirit never slain

Oh, little girl, you knew you weren’t insane


Remember me as you glance in the mirror

You’re reborn and there’s no room for error

Meet me under our rainbow as our spirits join again

Come on, it’s time for us to dance and live, my Jenn

Reviews

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

Your writing is always good, and this is no exception. I love this piece, it's a therapuetic type of write. We, as little children, are humble and meek and innocent. what happened to those days? i know sometimes I go; man, i remember when i made frends with anyone, i didn't worry, judge, get parnoid, i was just me, and had fun with life. sometimes we have to embrace ourselves with that young spirit, and be, well, young again.

thank you for writing this. it brought a part of my spirit to see the light, i enjoyed it

kena

[Pax Analog]

Cool take on "Through the Looking Glass" -- rather than a surreal tour of activities beneath the surface of more staid reality, this is a simple elegant recovery of your core self's sense of fundamental wonder.

While I'm thinking of mirror correspondences, I'll add that I have a lyric and whole song (in playlist player) here called "Looking Glass World."

It seems this little girl self remembered was a bit like Alice in Chains. Pardon, I'm an inveterate riffer. ;-)

"Remember" indeed. The inner child, the spirit of youth is closer to uninhibited real life and must be freed to spread its butterfly wings in a world all too much about caterpillar logic and arrested development.

Poignant work.

[Mr. Deft Diction]

I'm taken by this piece because if the intent of the writer was to take the reader to "that place", you did it absolutely. It made me think, because it could easily be about mental disease, or some internal hurt that you're trying to resolve alone.

Really personal, deep and nicely laid piece. Thank you for sharing.

Peace

[Creepy Swine Guy]

This has two interpretations ... it can be a person recovering from a hurtful past or it can be about schizophrenia. Either way it works. I think you might be letting line breaks represent stops which can be confusing. I'd suggest adding periods where you want full stops beyond that, it's technically sound and quite pleasing.

Very nice.

[Bennett Logan]

What's going on, Jenn? It's been a minute or two. I hope all is well with you and yours!

What I took away from this poem was a strong sense of resolve. Clearly you felt like you could have lost yourself, but the fact that you held on means that you at least had somewhere to restart. I like it! Keep up the good work!

[Poets Soul]

I enjoyed this poem. There is a quiet depth to your writing. You look past the surface into the heart of thoughts. ty PS

[Sean M. Addams]

simply breath taking the imagery is done well in this piece.... overall nice job on this one!!!!!!!!!!!

[A Lost Man Found]

.......WOW.....this is a beautiful poem, and it feel like you really let something pent up release here.Good for you.

[G. Harrison Quay]

A beautiful expression of a spirit awakening to realize it's self worth.
Your work is always good and this is no exception.

[Lina Lynn]

Simply beautiful.