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Array ( [sid] => 113737 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Self Portrait [time] => 2006-01-24 23:17:48 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I sat for my reflection
one late timeless night-
daring him to find me
with a deft black optical depth,
(all our own)
while downing amber dream
jabbering bright inconclusive garbage
never guessing he would unearth what he did;
discovering that which lay gnarled and hidden
beneath elaborate mounds of mimicry
nudging it into such livid truth
I thought no mirror could ever give back.

Eventually wordless, though glaring,
confronting a stranger I knew darkly well
and not ever to know in light,

my amber no longer victorious over visions
dredged up from depths I thought invulnerable
down the dusty years of the diligent burial of things
that hindered cozy fantasies of self
and held in a hollow shrine of careful conciet,


there was a fire:

The beginning of a voyage
anchored in proud solitudes;
a surly almost nobel arrogance
looking out over the woeful mess of a world
as if it owed me all the missing lore of life...
and I would STORM right out of time and claim it!



For years on I'd stare at his face;
at His face, a stranger I know not now
in light or dark and can discern but cannot feel;

...no fire nor remembrances of the route of the journey
that floundered midway to nowhere...
betrayed by an accident of truth.


B [comments] => 10 [counter] => 548 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Man_On_High [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 21 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Self Portrait

Contributed by Man_On_High on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 11:17:48 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I sat for my reflection
one late timeless night-
daring him to find me
with a deft black optical depth,
(all our own)
while downing amber dream
jabbering bright inconclusive garbage
never guessing he would unearth what he did;
discovering that which lay gnarled and hidden
beneath elaborate mounds of mimicry
nudging it into such livid truth
I thought no mirror could ever give back.

Eventually wordless, though glaring,
confronting a stranger I knew darkly well
and not ever to know in light,

my amber no longer victorious over visions
dredged up from depths I thought invulnerable
down the dusty years of the diligent burial of things
that hindered cozy fantasies of self
and held in a hollow shrine of careful conciet,


there was a fire:

The beginning of a voyage
anchored in proud solitudes;
a surly almost nobel arrogance
looking out over the woeful mess of a world
as if it owed me all the missing lore of life...
and I would STORM right out of time and claim it!



For years on I'd stare at his face;
at His face, a stranger I know not now
in light or dark and can discern but cannot feel;

...no fire nor remembrances of the route of the journey
that floundered midway to nowhere...
betrayed by an accident of truth.


B




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Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 11:46:56 PM AEST
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Ssssssssshheeeeeeeewwwww!
U jus reach out and grab a person by the boo boo (seat of their pants), stand tall and u tantalize and mezmerise with the powerfull magic of your pen.
A masterpeice of the rarest kind.
huggs,
emy
Wow!


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 12:20:33 AM AEST
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With time comes wisdom and the reality of what we can/cannot control in life. With age finally comes a sense of our real self. Sometimes when we look back we see it worse than it was?? With your poetry comes powerful honesty and truth as you see it. Reflections should always be truthful so we can find our inner core and be at peace with it.

Love,
Rita


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 05:55:07 AM AEST
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A very powerful and honest piece, Billy.
Welcome back...
Jenni


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 08:30:26 AM AEST
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Power and deep feeling of the selfs inner, making one see what they have always seen, yet now realisim. Very well penned, Billy. Reading your writes, always leave me in such awe. You are a very talented writer.
Glad to see you are posting again. :)



Brew~


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 10:57:44 AM AEST
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Billy this is another soulful perfect poetic verse. As always I was pleased to read it.
Hugssss
Michelle


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 12:11:04 PM AEST
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This is a lovely poem. Nice penmanship.


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by Poetic_Influence on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 01:49:11 PM AEST
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nice write


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 01:58:05 PM AEST
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I've read this piece several times. It really moves me. Well written. Thank you for sharing it. Peace, Laura


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Friday, 27th January 2006 @ 12:00:08 AM AEST
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My dear friend your work and words once again grace the inner walls of our hearts. A phenomenal masterpiece which captures truth and honesty reflected from ones inner self. I never ever tire from reading ur remarkable and brilliantly penned poetic pieces Billy. Glad to see you posting again.
*Love n hugs*
~*sue*~


Re: Self Portrait (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 2nd February 2006 @ 06:34:49 PM AEST
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My dear Billy, ever and always you capture something of the mind and
soul with your writes, but not always is your message or vision clear.
The clarity of this, [however clouded], is so monumentally profound though.
I am continually amazed at how well you convey your thoughts, trickling
down and out through your pen so effortlessly, it seems.
I'm so glad to have you back to read and admire and even learn from.
This was brilliant, but shame on you for not letting me know it was
here, you bad boy you!

as always, stilled

~Breezy




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