objects in the shatter'd mirror

objects in the shatter'd mirror

A Poem by Frieda P
"

~just smile

"
I am not who you think I am, 
         I'm not even who I think I am 
smile plastered to my cheeks 
it licks my face like a sick puppy dog 
in a facade of delusional grandeur 
     making up the tiny fragments remaining, 
truths rummage this road as a junkyard sale 
formidable blinking caution signs
constantly stroking the thruways of time 
 gazing through a twisted kaleidoscopic frame
       pictures and memories always speeding 
a million miles per hour in s l o w motion 
      sharpened edges cut into line of  sight 
perplexing thoughts run amuck amidst gray matter 
what you see is an unfurled, damaged model
 illusions of what once was, now being showcased
 mechanics of life's inner workings 
   display for a staged marionette behind the wheel
shattered within the soul's dimly lit view
lost control of whitewash ambivalence, 
crashed  on the highway of burning intentions 
life           is never as it appears 

Objects in the Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer than They Are

Objects in the Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer than They Are




© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P

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My friend, I feel this one so deeply in my bones that I think I broke a few making my way through it...this poem speaks to me in unspeakable volumes...I can't put into words how much I relate to this piece, if I could I would have written it cuz this is an absolute masterwork...then again, when do you not write those?

The first four lines took my breath away...I wish I wrote those. Not even who I think I am...I didn't make it to the third line before having to stop and just close my eyes for a moment to let it sink in...I know how that feels, so well. Thank you my sweet friend, for writing and sharing this irresistible cry from the heart...xo

I used to listen to this song all the time...are you surprised Mrs.R? Probably not ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I thought you might Steve....thanks always for your kind words my sweet friend. Mrs R is *smiling* l.. read more
kublakhan27

10 Years Ago

Your poetry does the same for me my dear ;) xo



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I see Elisa Doolittle and her insisting, "I'm a good girl I am!"
How do we put these pieces together again? Even in our memories, there is an eternal distortion. Horizon and I were discussing this deception we build or break in our memories... I think it serves a purpose. Maybe to keep our eye on the road ahead?
The song is heartbreaking... btw...
Well conceived and presented dear Frieda.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This the type of poem that inspire people to write and write non stop, you have captured your feelings and others to. Very good :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


What is real and what is fantasy… when we look in the mirror we can see what we want to see but is that the reality? Is it how others see us? Life is a montage of questions, many that will never be answered. Very nice piece of profound writing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Frieda, Frieda, Frieda. Nothing in life is as it seems. You have touched my soul with this write, because what I am going through now, it is something for me to keep in mind. Thank you for this splendid write! xo :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Not only did I enjoy the way this one one written Frieda, I also really enjoyed the ideas within the poem. Great work :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


This piece made me think that if we put a brave front for the world to see despite our inner turmoil and our self-perceived brokenness would that make us pretentious or this is simply our coping mechanism. Truly, things are never as they seems.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Life is not what we all think, it is not what it seems. When you're a child you want to grow up and be like your parents, do what they do, go to work, do the housework and go shopping because you think it's cool but then when you get older and you need to do all that you see that it is not what you imagined it would be because then you have the added bonus of 'life' throwing obstacles at you... I loved the comparison between people and auto-mobiles, quite clever. :-)

This is definitely clever and true. xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


i understand the concept ... I like the poem I believe many people all through life out of control and blindfolded... not many take OWNERSHIP of their life, their choices, their being and their essence... "Know thyself' that's what the Ancient Philosophers said ... that very phrase has lead me to strip away at my own core and not only understand who I am, but indeed where I am headed :)

your words roll don't they chick chick roll just like a marble circling it's way to my belly button on a hot and steamy night ;) xx

Posted 10 Years Ago


--- I liked the theme --- the song...Meatloaf fan that I am...
I will say the font was done on purpose --- being small...
to get your point across in the final line...
need not elaborate anymore then...
what has been said --- well-versed...Frieda ---

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks Glen, jazz'd you enjoyed...
Glen Yumang Manese

10 Years Ago

you're welcome...
Life is never as it appears...and theres always something in that review mirror following close behind us. I love the comparison here between people and automobiles. We roll off the show room floor a shiny new model and depending on our lives some of us end up with a whole lot of dents, scratches and torn up upholstery! Not to mention all the miles put on that leaky engine. I feel like a pinto in a junkyard at this point... x


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

redflutterby

10 Years Ago

Lol...and chrome wheels!! Ha
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

...and a bar haha
redflutterby

10 Years Ago

Now youre talking!! Lmao......x

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