The summation of experience
Embodiment of self
Beauty of reflection
Where memories are found
Playing out on shards of broken glass
Dulled by the tide
Becoming specks in the sand
Tag Archives: Reflection
Thin Memories
Lost in shades of dreams of days that never came to be
Memories fade and colours start to bleed
Figments
Falling through the cracks
Imaginings of futures, all turning into past
Present unfulfilled
Resemblance minimal to the boy who sought the world
Sudden
Nothing seems to come on slow
Suddenly, most things go
Coming out of shadows
How can so much surprise lay in waters shallow?
Callow in the ways
I drift through murky waters I can’t navigate
I never stray to shore
Land doesn’t carry
The current moves me forward
Sure, there’s less control
Life on this dark river takes the burden off your soul
Inanimate Reflection
Old pine paneling
A tarnished bedside stand
A stack of classic books
A pen, some ink and sand
A mirror hung askew, as if to make a statement
The way I often see myself is subject to displacement
And evident in my surroundings
Cold steel frame, old boxspring sounding
Drowning all else out
The screech of antique coils, bearing weight with doubt
A stout box of cigars, empty for a century
So hollow and profound, like it really gets me
Let me ramble on
Or simply walk away
I’m bound to change while you are gone
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