Hi all, my apologies for not letting you know beforehand. I left today for vacation and most likely will not be back until Sunday. I may post some writing that I do on the trip once I get back, but I will not be posting again until then. Thanks everybody for reading and sticking with me!
Tag Archives: mirror
Into The Jungle
I dream of having adventures in faraway lands with faraway circumstances. Perhaps I’ll leave, taking only my stetson and the clothes on my back. I’ll go and leave and finally be me. I suppose we’ll see. Enjoy the poem, friends.
Friend by the Falls
I see there in the distance
a waterfall
and the road that winds,
leading up to there
through the trees.
I can hear the crashing.
The water hitting the rocks.
Past the point of no return.
Hot sun above
and sounds of the jungle.
How can you feel?
How do you feel?
I only feel that pounding
of that water on the rocks,
resonating through my core
It’s sundown now.
A jaguar stands at attention.
I ask the cat a question as it watches:
“Hello, friend. Who is that reflected in your eyes?”
“I don’t recognize him,”
I whisper so sweetly so that only the ears of a predator might hear me.
The jaguar stares on,
looking as if to speak,
but it turns away.
There will be no answers today, friend;
you must find you yourself now.
“Goodbye, friend,” my words saunter off into the darkness.
Powerpoint
Good morning. I have to go to the bathroom. Instead I am writing this post. Look at how I bleed for my art. Today I’ve got a little something that’ll make you feel a familiar feeling in a foreign fashion. Alliteration. Dunno if you guys know, but I’m kind of a writer. I crack myself up. Please enjoy today, all! I’m happy with how this turned out.
Projections
Losing my cool
Unravelling the spool
Burning the thread
All the gold’s been turned to lead
Always another, Always another
To tell you nothing of the ones we have
Hardware, hard wear
Your bicycle tire’s got a tear
“I’d love to help,” I lie
All I want is for this to not be happening
I wish that you I had not spied
I want to go home and laugh and sing
But home is gone and I am alone
I need to leave.
I need to go.
I need to run and hide from you and me and everything else
To be in Plato’s cave where all is safe and far away
Better to live in shadow
Than being sad, no?
My heart shatters like so many mirrors
Reflecting you and all the others
Too many pieces and not enough tape
Peering Inside or Out?
The second of my two poems today, this will hopefully make you think a little more on that previous point: When you look within yourself, where are you really looking? Self-study is a never-ending pursuit. I find what I struggle with the most is trying to find out which parts of myself are me or just reactionary because sometimes your nature is nurture and both can be wrong. Doubt yourself to find yourself (with confidence).
Refraction
it’s hard
it’s hard
so hard
to gaze down upon you and see so stuck within you, that shard
it’s glass
a mirror
it’s only, if only, slightly queerer
the fact you do not know, how this came to pass
the mirror
that mirror
formerly so much clearer
now broken forth into a thousand shards and pieces of glass
you look into the broken shard, protruding from your torso
spotting your reflection, now curious even moreso
how did i come to have this shard of glass so roughly cleft betwixt my breast
my best
i thought i’d passed the test
not so, dear friend
but knowing you, it’s not the end
so must you now, choose to tend
to that rift within your chest
fatal flaw, bereft of jest
so tell me now
whilst you have your tea
by no avow
what do you see?
Poems by Sam 