quiet time

 

a flurry of words

making sure all is well

it is

now it is time to read

to luxuriate

in the warm afterglow of verbiage

it feels like a miracle

it isn't, it's only you, and maybe me

though, why me

i ask myself, and ask again

why me

maybe it is this—we both turn away

from mirrors

and turn to words

 

 





Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-01-17 at 22:18

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Nancy Sikora
One does not always need a mirror in order to reflect.
2016-01-19


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely written, Pony.
2016-01-19



I like how this connects to your "before the light of day" poem with the "turn away from mirrors and turn to words." To "luxuriate" in "verbiage" is a lovely image that rolls right off the tongue.
2016-01-18


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. I like the ending "we both turn away from mirrors
and turn to words". If only we all could do that.
2016-01-18


Rob Graber
"The warm afterglow of verbiage" Nice!
2016-01-17