The girl with the looking glass heart
She polished the lens with a smudge of her finger,
still tiny traces of memories linger
Held to the light so the streaks they were showing,
wiped it again all the while just knowing
Darkness collected the corners she wept,
placed in the box with the love letters kept
Tied with a ribbon and sealed with a kiss,
stuck in a closet no longer to miss
Something was blurred in the sight she was seeing,
another time and a place often fleeing
Wanting the one with the smile unending,
lost in this room on the whispers now sending
She did not breathe, no not one breath of air,
sitting alone in the dark she did stare
Wishing on dreams out of focus and light,
wondering if it was day or was night
Opened a curtain, the sun was deceiving,
blinding the truth that her soul was believing
Calling reflections of love’s shining fashion,
thought back to days filled with feelings and passion
Took out a hanky and with just the right touch,
cleaned off the smears she had hated so much
Looked to the sky, she could see every part,
for she was the girl with the looking glass heart
This is so beautiful that I almost regret burning all of my pasts remnants... Almost.
But then again, not everyone has memories they don't want to remember and some are quite happy to reflect their past, where some treat them as an exorcism.
Ps... My girlfriend made me write this, and she was the one who burned their underwear collection too, which I totally supported... Allegedly 😊
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Hey, I can assure you I have allegedly supported many things in my relationship that I had never hea.. read moreHey, I can assure you I have allegedly supported many things in my relationship that I had never heard of before I was charge with abetting. Thanks so much Lorry, I appreciate your visit.
loved the rhyming and the excellent flow and imagery of this poem...her eyes may have been blurred, but her heart was in the right place and she felt the light in you.....and you filled her life with wonder and pure satisfaction....and that's what counts.
Well crafted....
Best, Betty
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Thank you so very much betty for this wonderful comment on my poem. I am humbled by your words. I am.. read moreThank you so very much betty for this wonderful comment on my poem. I am humbled by your words. I am really happy you enjoyed this one and your interpretation is very close to what I had intended, though I believe I like yours better.
1 Year Ago
You're very welcome, and thanks for the compliment!
Best, B
A wonderful poem. You are a amazing story teller. You gave life and wonder to the girl with the looking glass heart. I loved the complete poem and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry. I did enjoy this poem.
Coyote
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Thanks so much Coyote. I don't know if you remember a poetess named Frieda P? This was inspired by s.. read moreThanks so much Coyote. I don't know if you remember a poetess named Frieda P? This was inspired by something she said to me a long time ago. I am glad you liked it.
1 Year Ago
Frieda was wonderful. She is off and running writing her books. You are welcome my friend.
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