Faces, Three
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There is this soul looks back at me
each time I search the mirror
who longs to change the man within
to see the world much clearer ...
He has a heart that's edged in gold
though broken and neglected
and sees love as the truth, untold
the skill that's ne'er perfected.
That same soul in the looking glass
has more than just one face
and one swims deep, the darkness
with madness keeping pace ...
That scoundrel gave the best of all
he'd gained to poisons, rife
and oft' danced with a demoness
that nearly robbed his life.
Still, there's another man to show
his reflection in that glass
with a gift of lighting words aglow
of enticing souls en masse ...
With the insight of his child's heart
he forges songs and rhyme
but all faces, three, he will impart
'til he's lost to dust and time.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Good Bad And Special About You" Poetry Contest, Eve Roper, Judge & Sponsor.
~ Honorable Mention ~ in the "Strand Choice E, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2020
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