Colin Mitchell Williams Poet Free verse

Transitory Mirror

Transitory Mirror

Dark pools look back
These eyes
Now slow mark their lines
Crows feet emotions
With sun kind smiles
Older now
As they stare

Their sparkle sheen
Hides the so many things
Times have come
Gone into an Iris of thought
The lookouts of my soul
Wonder at themselves
Behind me

Spent seconds of captured light
Ricochet in sadness and laughter
And draw their features
In ideograms of tears
To their corners
Here where my dreams reside
And where my fear can hide

Gentle brown they seem now
Of one time darkness confiscated
And madness rims
In their violence no longer becomes
The person beneath them
But echoes still
All the footprints of life

Stranger they are to the knowing
Recognition reflecting
The thronging colours reassemble
And presume to know me
The lover me
The hidden me dips the razor in cold clear water
And carries on shaving

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Sharon Winter January 6, 2009 at 5:19 AM Wow. You are a seriously major poet. Thanks for all those kind comments. Deep and haunting introspection here. Love the whole concept of what is going on in your mind while you are shaving. Heavy duty excellent. Love, Shar

Michael Torres January 5, 2009 at 4:58 PM Colin I sense a change in yourself and feelings brought in through visions and retrospects of oneself. Very deep write. I hope all is well with you and spirit.Now we can communicate on this sight. Blessings to you and your son. My father told me to wish you a wonderful new year tolyou and your boy. GBU both Michael

Carrie Richards January 5, 2009 at 11:03 AM There is a haunting feeling that reflects in this poem...deep and somber. Well done, Colin! ~ Carrie