I am a house of mirrors,
a constellation on earth
I am the mist that fills your bathroom after a hot shower,
the sand heavy with the ocean
I am the shadow and flame you fear
the crunch of autumn leaves benteath your feet.
I am too many tears already fallen
the creases left from a smile
I am eyes aged by what they have seen
candle wax ready to be molded.
I am the ghost of all your dreams
the ones you left by the way side
I am the phantom of all of the screams
the empty ones we yell
I am the night that folds around you
your unimaginable hell
I am the wings of a golden eagle
and one feather of a sparrow
I am the peace lover no body knows,
the rough hewn stone of an arrow
I am the burn that all lovers feel
the joy that summer brings
I am the silence in your heart
the voice of a mute that sings.
I am the pillow case lying beneath you
the sunrise you'll never see
I am today that isn't yet over
and tomorrow that may never be.
Author notes
Written November 8th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- *Not for the faint at heart...* by Eugene Cash Hensley.
400 points, ended January 9, 2004, 31 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This was very challenging and interesting and well-written... brought up many ideas and thoughts that challenged the thinking and spurred conversation. it was hard, however, to gain a clear picture of your heart through this...
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great job
really liked the lines
"I am the silence in your heart
the voice of a mute that sings."
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"I am the pillow case lying beneath you
the sunrise you'll never see"
well penned
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hi.really enjoyed this! i'm afraid you're some good competition!
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Ooohhh... that was YOU! Just kidding...lol! Great write. Very interesting. It vividly lights up the imagination with each thought provoking line. The realism is easy to follow because there are so many details that are easy to relate to.
I'm not sure that I know you any better for reading this poem. However, you could really be all of these things and I just missed it.
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hey, this is good. reminds me of a poem from Italian that I read yesterday, called Nameless Spirit. very, very 'psyche'. like this.
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'Effin awesome poem. You are a truly talented poet. Keep these coming! Very very good stuff. I love all the images here.
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Mirrors in nature crossing paths is a confusing war, indeed. Interesting write and with much truth stored in its tribulations. ET
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