A beam of sunlight
like a lazer in some
Sci-Fi show of late
Penetrates the window
and catches my eye.
The first sign of morning
Scratching at the door..
a moment to recognize
and remember... Boots
That feline monstrosity
who believes the world
and everyone on it
was placed here just for her.
A smile forms, I admit to myself
I love that little critter.
Feet in slippers, walk to bathroom
Boot meows and heads down stairs.
The house, otherwise silent.
Listening close I can hear a little
pattering of rain like a distant drummer.
beating out a message of a damp morning.
I look in the mirror, folds from the pillow
blend with the folds around my eyes.
Once long dark hair, now short and white,
Frames a tired blurry eyed face
Soon it begins to smile and a
twinkle appears in eyes that have seen
more of life than any eyes should have seen.
Yet the visions of hell found no home there.
Rituals complete, a suited middle age man
fixes his tie and winks at the mirror..
A new and bright day begins.
Author notes
Namaste of self
A contest entry
- What does the word LIFE mean to you by Janice M Pickett.
800 points, ended October 15, 2008, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i like this,it was a pleasure to read. I liked the ending the most,it just added something to the whole piece. Think i had a smile on my face the whole time i was reading it,reminded me of a beginning of a cool spring day.
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This is good
Been there and done that myself a few times then I put my glasses on and head away fro the mirror hahaha
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Laughing,, You're still beautiful.. Us poor guys gotta shave... I don't dare try it with out my glasses...
I see you out there, down by the river, a pole in your hand and a dreamy, far away look in your eyes... You are a sweet darling in blue jeans.
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Thank you
This has such a ring of truth in it. I saw you, felt you and knew you. Thank You.
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