she stands before the mirror of life
and behold,
three images stare right back at her
daring her with piercing eyes
to defy the messages within.
She sees herself
clad in a white corset
her radiant smile
an emblem of her unending happiness.
her thoughts, like rain
water the deep, dark crevices of her mind
and she reminisces on her life
and the stories that lie , untold
beneath that thick glass of white.
she sees herself
immaculate in her nakedness
her breasts, perched high upon the mountain of her soul
her most intimate chamber
secured with a scarlet robe,
her hands held high in sexual abandonment
as her thoughts plunge her deep
into lands that bear unlimited pleasures
as she yields herself
to the command of this paradise.
She sees herself
black in depression
the envious woman in her
that shows up, unexpectedly
to put an end to her climax of bliss,
she stares at her
the epitome of all evil
that has threatened to dislodge
the tents of happiness
that have covered her
all throughout the years.
she stares at the mirror still
and the three stare,
each in their own way
as she forces her heart
to defy the portraits they paint
upon the smooth, clear canvas of white
They have become her reflection.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired by MessedupMarionette.
700 points, ended October 10, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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truly poetic
this is a truly poetic poem the stuff of A's in poetry class good job -
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i like this...it goes with the picture ...vividly descibing the three images that plague from behind the looking glass....great job -
this is a really interesting piece. I'm not sure about the ending... it seemed kind of abrupt. And I'm kind of confused about the last line "They have become her reflection"... But I do like this poem. It seems to embody the picture really well. thanks for entering.
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Oooo!
Lovely take on the pic - what a reflection you've created!
Good Luck in the contest
Tang
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