Image in the mirror is not mine;
scolded skin, photographic pain.
Crimson trickles in between cracks,
ignition conflagrated heat blazing.
fragmentations, lay upon the floor,
shattered glass reflects image of me.
Silver liquidation runs throughout
my spirit, grey clouds rain down
erasing beautiful colour from my soul.
Left me stood gazing into shattered glass.
Author notes
Shattered Smiles
A contest entry
- PIF Prompt Contest by penman.
525 points, ended October 29, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrites by Myjoy.
1000 points, ended November 16, 2007, 43 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pimp up my honorable mention or trophyless by leander.
400 points, ended December 4, 2007, 86 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Ohhhhhh this is good, dark but not to dark. I liked the last line, good luck, well done.
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Well Done
This should have been a winner, I really enjoyed to flow and rthym and the emotions hidden within the words, great job, blessing John
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thank you my friend for such a beautiful comment
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oh wow!
i love the whole glass and mirror theme, it is so deep!
i love your imagery and use of colors.
great write, and a well deserved trophy!
LXF
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Amazing! This is simply exquisite from beginning to end. I like the whole aura surrounding your work here. Your very well chosen words have quite a drawing affect on the reader and leaves me feeling reluctant to leave the page. Some things you just wish you could take with you!
With a sigh and a great deal of hesitation… I move on. Thank you for sharing your words with me and best wishes to you. Keep that quill dipped in ink and ever ready for use. 
♥ Touchof1der
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Thank you so much
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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Wow this so powerful
Sad and deep write. But yet it was written so beautiful. LISA
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