reflections of the imperfect one

reflections of the imperfect one

A Poem by Parkeravenue2u

I changed the light bulbs in my bedroom finally.
As long as it was burned out, I would have to look up.
And when I looked up, I would see the dead mini fly corpse accumulating in the glass light cover.
And every time I looked at the dead fly corpse I would be reminded of change.
Change, long-time needed change.
To change my light bulbs,
Clean out the light cover,
Discover how messy my room really is.
Change is really about turning on the lights after all.
Careful, once the light is on, you have to look at what has been hiding in the darkness.
It's not always bad, it's not always pretty.
Now that I have light in my dark room I can see;
The accumulating mess...with all the underlining meanings.
Of course the mess is not accidental, it is actual. It is denial.
Denial of who I really am.
I'm not the mess,
The mess is who I have become.
The mess is what I have allowed.
The mess is my demise.
Now the light is on...
I have to clean up the mess.

© 2008 Parkeravenue2u


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I love the way this poem is very different from anyting I have ever read.
Alot of poems are much alike with different words...not this one this one is unique.
I love it when it says,
"As long as it was burned out, I would have to look up.
And when I looked up, I would see the dead mini fly corpse accumulating in the glass light cover.
And every time I looked at the dead fly corpse I would be reminded of change.
Change, long-time needed change.
To change my light bulbs,
Clean out the light cover,
Discover how messy my room really is.
Change is really about turning on the lights after all.
Careful, once the light is on, you have to look at what has been hiding in the darkness.
It's not always bad, it's not always pretty."
& when it says,
"I'm not the mess,
The mess is who I have become.
The mess is what I have allowed.
The mess is my demise."
I feel that way all the time!!
I love this!!!




Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Excellent clear picture of balanced intelligent introspection.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is good. I thought it was a piece that people if they are truthful can relate to. Great poem!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This hit a nerve. Mainly because it is so damn accurate of the way I have been living of late. And for that I give you this message.


BRAVO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Way to make one stand up and take notice. Brilliant piece. Going in favorites. Now if I can just find a damn lightbulb. :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the way this poem is very different from anyting I have ever read.
Alot of poems are much alike with different words...not this one this one is unique.
I love it when it says,
"As long as it was burned out, I would have to look up.
And when I looked up, I would see the dead mini fly corpse accumulating in the glass light cover.
And every time I looked at the dead fly corpse I would be reminded of change.
Change, long-time needed change.
To change my light bulbs,
Clean out the light cover,
Discover how messy my room really is.
Change is really about turning on the lights after all.
Careful, once the light is on, you have to look at what has been hiding in the darkness.
It's not always bad, it's not always pretty."
& when it says,
"I'm not the mess,
The mess is who I have become.
The mess is what I have allowed.
The mess is my demise."
I feel that way all the time!!
I love this!!!




Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting. It's different to me. But I like it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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