In reflection, she’s moving towards me,
a glimmering, glowing girl
posing infinite possible futures.
In reality, she’s moving away from me,
gritty and determined to leave;
seeking to annul our shared past.
In reflection, she’s bright and smiling,
a charmed and beautiful soul
spreading angelic wings of joy.
In reality, she is rubescent with anger,
hard-faced and remorseless,
showing no empathy for my pain.
In reflection, her desire is obvious;
in reality, so is her hate.
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | February 17, 2011 - 08:53
On reflection...I like this. Very much;-)
Keep 'em coming, Dynamaso!
Tina
seashore | February 17, 2011 - 09:19
Yes good one
SundaysChild | February 17, 2011 - 11:35
Super stuff Dynamaso, nice to see you around again :)
Dynamaso | February 17, 2011 - 12:37
Tina, thanks. I'll do my best. Hope to be around a bit more.
Dynamaso | February 17, 2011 - 12:37
Seashore, thanks - glad you liked it.
Dynamaso | February 17, 2011 - 12:38
SundaysChild, its good to be around. Pleased you liked my first outing in a while.
fatboy74 | February 17, 2011 - 14:02
Enjoyed this very much Dynamaso 'rubescent with anger' is wonderful. :-)
Dynamaso | February 17, 2011 - 22:59
Hey Fatboy, pleased you enjoyed it.