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Reflections

The peddles form the perfect flowerThe Perfect Flower
Why is your heart so sour
As you stand looking from the tower
The heavens open and start to shower

Reflections of the past
Dance in front of your eyes at last
As you reach for the ring of brass
It crumbles and cuts like glass

Memories flood through your brain
Your heart is entangled with a chain
Tears start to flow with pain
Dropping on the floor to leave a stain

In your ears you hear a cry
You try so hard to replay
Your mouth opens but is so dry
As you try to clarify

The voices echoes in your ears
But no images appears
You search for the souvenirs
They start to form but disappears

Closing your eyes so tight
The images cut like graphite
They leave a bitter bite
As you stand there in the night

Your heart is on fire
Your throat is cut with a wire
Your blood flows with desire
With no one there to admire

Your fate is there to see
They are all there to agree
Oh how you try to flee
Just to make your one last plea

The day is dark and grey
You open your mouth and start to pray
As they start to take you away
For this is your judgment day

 

By Ann LeFlore

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Comments on: "Reflections" (49)

  1. Laurie Kolp said:

    Powerful… so glad to see you again!

    • Thank you so much. It is nice to come back after so long. I had to deal with some issues after my Father passed but now I want to get back into my blog and writing again. I did miss this one and it is one way to express all that is inside of you. Thank you so much for stopping by and reading this piece

  2. wow..powerful piece!

  3. ugh…how haunting an end…reaching for the brass ring (hope) and it crumbling like glass…and the finility of judgement day as well…geesh…smiles…

    • A chilling realization of how it could be. Given some hope and it was taken away only lead him to pray for what he had done on his final day. Thanks for reading I enjoyed your piece as well.

  4. A strong write. You never DO know how you will be judged at the end of your time, I think. We will all be, at some point, making our last pleas, I think. Thought-provoking.

  5. Very nice. Good to see you again!

  6. Hopefully, there will be no regrets. I suppose we can never know until that moment.

  7. Such a powerful piece! Very thought provoking and encourages self reflection of our own judgement! I really enjoyed this! πŸ™‚

  8. “for this is your judgement day”. I love that line. I got a sense of desperation in the poem. Well written!

  9. Graphite is like the coolest word ever πŸ˜€

    the intense voice really awards this
    a certain sense of the manic rinse
    of a condemned person . . .

    maybe i’m projecting πŸ˜‰

  10. oh my..heavy emotions in this with tight images as well..

  11. Yes, great power in your words. Enjoyed this.

    • Thank you so much Anthony it is nice to meet you. I am happy to write again and share on dVerse I did miss this for so long. I hope to see you again soon.

  12. Dark images here…someday we will all be judged….hopefully not too harshly. Thank you for the visit and comment. Nice to meet you!

    • It was nice to meet you too. I have been away from dVerse for sometime now and it is time to come back. I enjoy writing and even if I am not so good helps me out a lot in my English. I live in Tahiti and all we speak here is French. I hope to see you again soon. Thank you for your visit.

  13. Very strong write an yeah we all gets judged at some point, hopefully I have more pluses than minuses at my joint haha

    • Yes Pat you are so right. One day we will all be judged. Like you I hope for me I have more pluses than minuses on my side too. I try hard to live a good life and not hurt anyone around me. I am happy you stopped by to read my blog. I missed dVerse for so long and now it is time to come back and write again for my blog. I sort of took this blog over but I did create it on my Mother’s account in hopes she would write again some of her children stories about us. They were all so funny and I had a good laugh on them.

  14. So sorry to hear of your father. Touching poem.

    You are brave to rhyme. something very much beyond me.

    Lady Nyo

    • Thank you so much. I know my Dad is in a happy place now and no longer in pain. This lightens my heart to know this one. I am so glad that you stopped by to read my blog. I finally decided to post the poem to my Father “The Eagles Last Flight” here on my blog. I thought after some time it was a good idea to do this one. I am happy you stopped by and if you would like to read this other poem it is here on my blog now.

  15. Wow! I’m still shaking Ann. I didn’t expect the journey you took me on to end as it did. Powerful writing.

    Cheers,

    Mark Butkus

    • Thank you so much Mark. I did a few other pieces and was gong to post them on my blog but have not so far. I am still thinking about this one. I am glad that you liked this and yes when I read this to my Mom she said you know I do not like pieces like this one. I had to laugh.

  16. A haunting ending! This took me by surprise, as I’m sure it will when it actually arrives πŸ™‚

    • Yes I do have to agree with you on this one. At times I like to write like this. I love to write Halloween poems also and some on vampires. For some reason you can do a lot with these sort of topics. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving your comment. I hope to see you again soon.

  17. I love the last stanza and your heart is on fire…very passionate ~

    Nice to see you again ~ Sorry to hear about your father ~

    All the best ~

    Grace

    • Thank you so much Grace. It is nice to come back after a short time away. Well maybe not so short if I look back on all of this one. I am glad that you enjoyed this and happy to be back and reading again at dVerse.

  18. I like how, line after line, it cascades down to the judgement, like the falling of the condemned man.

  19. this stings. with each stanza, this ‘reflection’ echoes with painβ€”at least for me. quite beautiful.

    • Yes you are so right on this one. The man is standing there thinking of his life and what he should of done right and never did. Seemed like in my mind he was like so many blaming it on another person and never taking responsibility for his actions. Now he has to count for all his actions and they are not good. He no longer has anyone but himself to blame in the end. Thanks you so much.

  20. Wonderful poem — so powerful!

  21. Yes, like the others have said this is quite powerful. Thanks for visiting me and commenting, Sarah,

    Pamela

  22. Excellent, powerful words.

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