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Spinning in Circles

Spinning in Circles

A Poem by DannyLynne Riley

Spinning in Circles

 

In this social mirror

Where they put lies on display

So beautiful

yet brutal

This false definition..

Of self contradiction

 it is in this place

I have come

Face to face

With my own reflection

I know that I am not ok

So I tried my best to look away

But no matter where I turned

There I was

This painful image

Forever burned

Into the retina

Of my eyes

I could not escape myself

But gave it a damn good try

I hid myself

Inside my high

Succumbed to the lie

And swallowed my cry

I thought I was moving forward

Only to find

I was spinning in circles

Not taking the time

To sleep or eat

Or settle my mind

Ridiculous and over the top

Erratic and under the mark

These circles spinning in the wind

No rhyme or reason

Beginning or end

I wore my manic like a frock

In paisley prints and polka-dots

With colors that bleed

And so loud

They screamed

The unspoken words I couldn't say

But everyone knew it anyway

This girl is broken...

She's not ok

 

-DannyLynne

August 15, 2010


© 2010 DannyLynne Riley



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the luckiest of us little porcelain dolls eventually remember once were we human~before daddy media drenched us in every little perfumed lie and ache for pouty lips and pouty soul~
and when we do~ there in the pool of glass~ every drop of paint will divide on the original of us~ strong ones will bring their brows together ~ frown a tad~ sleeping beauties suddenly coming awake going "hold up" and the tethers fall and we hop out from under glass back into our own skin~ quite pissed~ often times pissed enough to pass the message on in the form of poetic sctructures that scream off the page as yours does here~ demanding actual care with vision and perception~ bravo!

Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Beautifully written........

Posted 5 Years Ago


introspection is a difficult journey most of us are too afraid to embark upon. Yet the most important steps a person can ever take in their lives...it let's you see exactly where you are, who you are, and enables you a sense of true direction. unfortunately this is a process that requires brutal honesty...and courage. Traits many avoid at all costs.
not you and not in this poem. A genuine write, thank you.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Who knows and loathe us more than ourselves.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow nice job. that sums it up cause its that good.

Posted 8 Years Ago


wow...I love the way you write...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the luckiest of us little porcelain dolls eventually remember once were we human~before daddy media drenched us in every little perfumed lie and ache for pouty lips and pouty soul~
and when we do~ there in the pool of glass~ every drop of paint will divide on the original of us~ strong ones will bring their brows together ~ frown a tad~ sleeping beauties suddenly coming awake going "hold up" and the tethers fall and we hop out from under glass back into our own skin~ quite pissed~ often times pissed enough to pass the message on in the form of poetic sctructures that scream off the page as yours does here~ demanding actual care with vision and perception~ bravo!

Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very impressive start mostly... definitely a lovely poem. The use of 'ok' is particularly refreshing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could see this being performed as Slam Poetry :) I really enjoyed x

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very good, something inside unseen, the colour make increase the beauty

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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DannyLynne Riley
DannyLynne Riley

Eugene, OR



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I was born in Springfield Oregon...but grew up in the Southern regions of the country. At age 15 I entered into a world of prostitution and heroin addiction that nearly claimed my life. Through it .. more..

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