Reflections Upon Breathed-On Glass In a Ghostlike World

Reflections Upon Breathed-On Glass In a Ghostlike World

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan
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All people know - is how to be unbearable. Inspired by old films, Man Ray and Luis Bunuel.

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Clockwork youth drearily passes life by with no goodbyes, as if in a nightmare.
Burnt out patchwork dreams are the ashes from the death of a flame.
Shadows appear resigned, narrow reflections of revenge in a ghostlike world.

The ballet of flowers and insects, all things come and go. 
The kiss heartlessly leaves no trace, all things wear out and die.

Cloud-like minds wearily rotted by deep rooted childhood nightmares.
Dried up love wilts like flowers, yet the stem of the heart leans to the sun again.
Vines clung inside our wrists slice through shadows and weaken for love.

Falling in and out of light, all people know is how to be unbearable to one another.
We're all mirrored shards of the moon, pouring out of mutilated clouds.


© 2011 Sweet & Tender Hooligan



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I loved the ethereal and contemplative title, it's very atmospheric, and sets the feel from the outset. It also made me think of the landscape within a human mind - a shadowy, ghost-like world, with a suggestion of many things going on, just barely invisible behind a screen of misted glass... with thoughts coming and going, brief yet as clear as glass, arriving in the moment and then fading, as breath fades so swiftly from glass.

The poem itself continues to be strongly atmospheric, a rich descriptive poem depicting an almost Dickensian scene, detailed and tightly woven and evocative. Like Dickens, you let the subtleties of the descriptives and moods tell the story and highlight the emotions and issues, rather than explicitly bringing these things to the forefront. Very beautifully done. The language is rich and your use of rhythm, sound, and modulation from short syllable words to multi-syllable words gives the poem satisfying chunk and feel and musicality. This is sophisticated and classy writing.

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This poem is over the top! I love the imagery and your choice of words used were outstanding!!! dried up love wilts like flowers, yet the stem of the heart leans to the sun again.
Vines clung inside our wrists slice through shadows and weaken for love. Wow I love this...!!!!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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I absolutely love this picture!

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Very strong and powerful piece!!

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i love the title!good economy, and the compactness of the poem packs a punch...your title was pretty awesome tho :)


Posted 6 Years Ago


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This is very ghost like and eeire....

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So many weary spirits trudging through this "ghostlike world." ...and yet the will to love is still in there somewhere... trying to rise beyond what we have become:

"Falling in and out of light all people know is how to be unbearable to one another,
We're all mirrored shards of the moon pouring out of mutilated clouds."

Fantastic imagery, great poem!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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aye...subscribe to the "unbearable" part..."Vines clung inside our wrists slice through shadows and weaken for love." - beautiful!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Aint it the truth, these days, huh? lol! I totally agree. Ya can't convince these people today to do the right things in life. And if ya try, they'll keep hounding you to stay out of their way, and always insist that they're in the right. I think i was born in the wrong era or something lol. Maybe the early 19th Century or something...but, i totally prefer it lol. Great piece though :)

M.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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nice. i like the description of life or just a scenery of it. good work :)

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"The ballet of flowers and insects, all things come and go.
The kiss heartlessly leaves no trace, all things wear out and die."

a poem within a poem = a dream within a dream

Poe looked at the moon as a "cold hearted orb" I feel that when I read this poem, in every word of it.
I feel many emotions when I read it, in other words, Russell ..I love this poem... :-)

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom



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I'm Russell from Wales. I've been writing for many years. Writing is important to me and its my only reason for being on this site. I like to take my time on my poems and I hope to keep learning an.. more..

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