Poem -
"Searching The Mirrored Shards"
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There's a strange new light
Emanating from my metaphysical
Hemisphere's,
The time is 11:11
And the year,
A Stargate
To Heaven
Where, separate reality's
Collide, in cascades
Of Castaneda-like cavalry
In fields of luminous eggs
And quatrains lotic flow
Through rivers of Nostradamus'
Life blood
Words, that scry into future
Events and promises
Crying out,
Urging my motivation
To accept the gauntlet's
Challenge,
And awaken
The cauldron of potential
So long ago set
Aflame
In the paranormal kilns
Of my ever-searching
Self-recognition,
So I bow my head
And accept
That I hate myself
And the mirrors
That constantly
Lie....
Tony Taylor (Chicago)
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Comments
Wow I wasn't expecting that little twist at the end!! Loved it Tony!
Val ♥️
Hey T, how the heck are you? Thanks for this write my brother, was feel slightly under the weather and it made me smile, and yeah; the ending did strike me a bit, as well...but I suppose recognition can lead to re-construction at times with all of us; just my interpretation of the last few lines....this one is so incredibly layered as well.... hey just curious; I've always been intrigued by that time; 11:11; (was it just random?) and when I read it in this poem, I became all the more intrigued...just seeking enlightenment on the matter, when you get a chance...fresh fascinating post my friend...total joy to read...ttyl
Hey Chris!!.....not surprised you found the soul of the write......... 11:11 ........is SOO much more than you know brother..............can't go into details here.............so love it when you comment my friend............smiles......T xx