A hallway full with mirrors,
yet no reflections do I see.
The stagnate air that permeates,
is slowly choking me.
Looking back to memories,
children full of light.
But offspring die and stay behind,
leaving nothing but the night.
Letting go, some may say,
is easy, “just let go”.
But holding on is all I have,
and it’s all I have to show.
Someday in reflection,
I may see myself much clearer.
But until the day I dry my eyes,
I’ll stay behind the mirror.
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A contest entry
- closes in 48 hours, or after 20 entries by lucy sky-diamond.
600 points, ended May 12, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Beautiful write
I totally dig the mirror metaphor. Keep it up.
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Congratualtions on your silver
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wow
this is so good, i love the idea you portray throughout, such a lot said in ralatively few lines.
thank you very much for this wonderful entry
lucy
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Thank you
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This seems complex even though there are only a few lines. The use of reflections, emptiness, regret...can be applied so many ways by the reader.
I think this poem lends itself well to several perspectives. To me, it shows someone who knows a change is needed but the will to make those changes is buried behind a facade of denial. Blue
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Wow this is awesome, the competition for this contest is great, even though there are so few writes. Well anyway best of luck, I love it x
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Hey, thank you for the comment and read (and applaud)
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