something came into play

By disposable

i didn't recognize myself
it was as if the mirror sliced between
perception and reality
with glowing edge procision

i was startled by the shape of me
felt sorry for the woman in the mirror
as if i were a stranger

i felt a seperation
i had never experienced before
a complete disconnect
from all formerly thought appearances

and something came into play
guilt, disgust, denial...
something bounced around reflectively
but i had no time to wonder-

for then her arm moved up
to stroke the tears from her chin
and it took my breath...

to see myself again-
a simple in and out, really

then as i was walking away
from this misunderstood woman
i noticed that...
she couldn't move, unless i did.

12:59 am
4-6-08

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Copyright 2010 disposable
Published on Thursday, January 21, 2010.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • TropicalSnowstorm On Tuesday, May 20, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1580)By person wrote:

    "i noticed that... she couldn't move, unless i did." - I love the way you chose to close this piece, it added a great deal of profound depth wrapped in a simple truth. Wonderful piece! Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • A former member wrote: the closing captured everything of how i feel; how we all feel some i s'pose. what would we/could we do if we ridded ourselves of our selves? our egos? our wants and our wounds? unending questions...... Scholar

  • A former member wrote: aaaaaaaaah yes, such a way with words... and the maturation of your thoughts before me always makes me smile no matter how sad those thoughts may be. I believe I may have felt this disconnection, this abjection ... I wondered about "procision" it seemed to be a conscious choice but I wasn't confident in rendering an interpretation.... to some extent I felt like this spoke on behalf of women; being misunderstood.... feeling guilty for not being understood... such a voice, such a sad but revealing voice, perhaps just the severed voice we all need to hear more often. *bows before poetess of captured sorrows* Scholar

  • Riven Waker On Thursday, January 21, 2010, Riven Waker (317)By person wrote:

    this is some mind-bending subject matter - nicely done

  • Narcissa On Thursday, January 21, 2010, Narcissa (391)By person wrote:

    glad to see you posting again...always a fan of your poetry...

  • maggot death On Thursday, January 21, 2010, maggot death (60)By person wrote:

    ...Wow! ...I really liked this poem. imagery of the trapped person inside of the mirror.....thats how i decept it, anyway:) keep writing!

  • A former member wrote: An observation to which most of us never pay attention, but you've captured it.

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