Harry Horsman Poet Free verse

Distorted View On Main Street

Looking at my reflection
In a pool of water,
my face appeared oblong
as the quivering breeze
created ripples across the surface,
for a moment as I pondered
I spy a glimpse of the future,
looking up at me!

© Harry J Horsman  2012

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Andrea Dietrich January 25, 2012 at 5:31 PM I'm very happy to see you on this winners' list. I LOVED this one of yours, Harry. congratulations.

Bl Devnath January 24, 2012 at 9:45 AM Congrats on your lovely win, bl

Sara Kendrick January 23, 2012 at 2:54 PM Got a chuckle..Very creative work..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Congrats..Sara

Robert Pettit January 22, 2012 at 8:04 PM Congratulations on your win with this entry. I wish it were this easy looking into the future.

Lizanne Scholtz January 22, 2012 at 3:27 PM Congratulations on a well deserved win Harry, Elizabeth

Gwendolen Song January 22, 2012 at 8:33 AM This is definately first place material...I love the image you stared at that was rippling and whispering of your future...the winning writes in this contest are just spectacular. Words are hard to come by...I really liked this one immensely! Gwendolen

Bob Quigley January 22, 2012 at 8:29 AM What a picture you paint here Harry. Very well done. Congratulations

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 22, 2012 at 7:26 AM congrats Harry on a tremendous win for this fascinating write luv.. such fine imagery captures my inner spirit ... Harry Horsman January 22, 2012 at 8:37 AM Hi elizabeth, i'm a great believer that it is what is inside of us, that counts, which is good for me, as i'm no brad pitt. thanks for your comment.

Joe Maverick January 21, 2012 at 10:06 AM Great thought provoker Harry, real to life writing here..!

Elizabeth Wesley January 21, 2012 at 8:16 AM I'm wondering if distortion isn't a good thing when seeing oneself. Do we ever know who we truly are? Love your thought in this one. Harry Horsman January 22, 2012 at 8:39 AM Hi elizabeth, i'm a great believer that it is what is inside of us, that counts, which is good for me, as i'm no brad pitt. thanks for your comment.

M.I.A . January 21, 2012 at 1:24 AM interesting write Harry, what made you stop on the main street with this thought though? hmmm....

Andrea Dietrich January 20, 2012 at 10:35 PM oh, yes, this is so relatable, harry. I see my mother and think how I will look like her one day (good thing she is still pretty good looking at 80!!) but yes, things get a bit distorted, sadly!!

Red Fiery January 20, 2012 at 11:34 AM i understand the enormity of these wrds...so beautiful and heartfelt Harry... Ps- I was a bit disturbed...back now...missed poetrysoup..

Carol Sunshine Brown January 20, 2012 at 6:42 AM Loved reading your outstanding poetry this morning Harry. I hope you have a wonderful inspiration filled weekend. I will be back Monday to see if you have written anything new. Love, Carol

Kash Poet January 19, 2012 at 10:43 AM An insightful write here Harry.Thanks for the fav.You are also a fav to me.I missed your poetry when you were away for about 6 months .Glad that you are back here.

Nette Onclaud January 19, 2012 at 10:40 AM seems the future holds golden suprrises, harry... a finely written piece; magical! :) hugggs!

Bl Devnath January 19, 2012 at 10:39 AM Returns back, nicely penned my lovely friend. Thanks for sharing, I have got a clue. bl

Deck Fitzgerald January 19, 2012 at 8:55 AM Your writing some great stuff Harry always enjoy my visits mate . Declan

Darryl Davis January 19, 2012 at 7:51 AM I do this all the time. Brussels is puddle-gazing central. ;-) Nice one :-)