Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

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Magical Mirrors

I woke up today
I am sure I did
Or have I?
I slowly unwrapped myself from my bed
Groggy and yawning
I was off to write the constitution
Should I failed in this endeavor
I shall hope to have enough gasses left
For a poem or two 
About who knows what?

Countries are waiting for their constitutions
Ladies are waiting
Or are they?
I slowly unwrap words from my mind
Will they fall into poems?
Or some legal document to make men go blind

The Greeks are cheering me off in the corner
Applause filters down into my quiet silent room
Coffee filters are brewing up my days work
I remove a pink lace bra floating on my head 
Best not Dali on my salvation now, lest I close the door

Humbly, as who else could I possibly be?
I look into the mirror
I stare dumfounded
For I am not there at all
I see something of a miracle staring back at me

I see you
Loveable, fuggable you
The mirror shatters
Out jumps the lips
That kiss my bleeding face
I see clearly now
The emancipation of loves embrace
Strangulation of illusions lost face

The shards of glass lay all around my feet
I stare down enthralled and dumbfounded
For each shard of glass
Is a reflection of you
Each reflection a moment in time
I grasp the cleavage of such wondrous visions

To fondle the true meaning of beauty
Is to drink from the chalice of wisdom
My contemplations blowing in the wind
I smile at the magical mirror

As I smell the sweet scent of breakfast
From heavens kitchen
One very special angel I am sure
Missing her pink lace bra
Bloody cut feet running forth
Into the magical mirror

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Debbie Duncan June 1, 2015 at 3:27 AM This is very entertaining to read I must say . Thank you for coming to read my Cracked :)

Sharon Gulley May 26, 2015 at 10:12 AM What a mysterious and thoughtful write Arthur. An awesome read indeed....Sharon G. :) Arthur Vaso May 29, 2015 at 10:28 PM Thank you Sharon, much appreciated!

Constance La France May 22, 2015 at 10:28 PM Arthur, wow and wow, what a fantastic write, I was riveted to every word, a magical 7 and thanks for visiting my poetry Arthur Vaso May 24, 2015 at 10:25 PM thank you Broken Wings

Tim Smith May 18, 2015 at 12:00 PM lol...amazing just amazing Arthur Vaso May 18, 2015 at 7:15 PM Thanks Tim! :)

Andrea Dietrich May 17, 2015 at 11:04 PM my goodness, I am not quite sure what it all means, but the imagery here is amazing. It reminds me of one of the types of poems like Armand loves to write. And that is a high compliment because he too is genius at this kind of thing. Just awesome. Arthur Vaso May 18, 2015 at 11:38 AM Thanks Andrea, I am not all that sure myself! LOL

Nette Onclaud May 17, 2015 at 2:14 PM now this one is one big mystery of a piece... cunning, gentle, dark!.. superb write, Arthur.. thanks for coming around!.. hugggs Arthur Vaso May 17, 2015 at 4:33 PM Thank you Nette! xxx

Paul Callus May 17, 2015 at 10:37 AM I wonder how you manage to intermingle the dark, mysterious and sensual to form an intriguing poem! For you it's normality, a teaser on the way for breakfast. // paul Arthur Vaso May 17, 2015 at 4:32 PM Thank you Paul, much appreciated!

Jan Allison May 17, 2015 at 6:29 AM The imagery is incredible quite dark and chilling Arthur - so glad you got up to post this one! 7 :-) Hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso May 17, 2015 at 4:31 PM Thank you Jan, hugs!