Reflections Upon Breathed-On Glass In a Ghostlike World

Reflections Upon Breathed-On Glass In a Ghostlike World

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan

All people know - is how to be unbearable. Inspired by old films, Man Ray and Luis Bunuel.

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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ah leaving innocence behind to step into the chasm! great descriptions and flow here!! nice work!!

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I really can't explain why, but this poem reminds me of summer when I was a child. How happy I was, how peaceful my little world seemed, now it's all just a memory that doesn't even seem real. Everyone seemed kinder, everyone seemed to care more. I know that has very little to do with the content of the poem, but every time I read it, that memory just pops into my head.

Beautifully written, I love the line "dried up love wilts like flowers, yet the stem of the heart leans to the sun again".

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Added on March 25, 2011
Last Updated on April 2, 2011
Tags: dream, shadows, reflections, mirrors, youth, time, age, flowers, roots, vines, insects, living, dying


Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom

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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