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Five hundred slivers
I once broke a mirror,
dropped it on the floor
and watched in horror
as it broke into five hundred
tiny slivers. Little daggers,
which cut me as I tried
to throw them out, keep
them from hurting others.
You paint your true opus
in five hundred little slivers,
tiny shards in which you
carve yourself, trying to
find reality. In a constant state
of looking for a full-length view
in each tiny little mirror, you
forget they all connect.
dropped it on the floor
and watched in horror
as it broke into five hundred
tiny slivers. Little daggers,
which cut me as I tried
to throw them out, keep
them from hurting others.
You paint your true opus
in five hundred little slivers,
tiny shards in which you
carve yourself, trying to
find reality. In a constant state
of looking for a full-length view
in each tiny little mirror, you
forget they all connect.
Published 20th Apr 2011
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Anonymous
- Edited 15th Apr 2019 9:40pm
20th Apr 2011 8:04am
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20th Apr 2011 1:56pm
Anonymous
- Edited 14th May 2018 5:37pm
20th Apr 2011 8:17am
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20th Apr 2011 1:57pm
20th Apr 2011 8:17am
insight. I'll agree, that last sentence specifically flicked a light switch. Good stuff.
20th Apr 2011 1:59pm
A light switch, eh? Well, glad I flipped you on instead of flipping you off! Haha, thanks for reading.
Anonymous
- Edited 20th Apr 2011 1:58pm
20th Apr 2011 10:31am
it sounds like a Philosophical story
very good.
this
\'\'In a constant state
of looking for a full-length view
in each tiny little mirror, you
forget they all connect.\'\'
is what did it
for me. gorgeous
very good.
this
\'\'In a constant state
of looking for a full-length view
in each tiny little mirror, you
forget they all connect.\'\'
is what did it
for me. gorgeous
20th Apr 2011 2:00pm
A little anecdote leading to a philosophical realization would sort of describe what I was going for, yeah. Thanks for reading.
Anonymous
- Edited 14th May 2018 11:51pm
20th Apr 2011 1:41pm
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20th Apr 2011 2:04pm
Well that's high praise for this little piece, thank you for it Jack. I'm glad you like it so much.
21st Apr 2011 2:41am
Indeed I did enjoy this. The end might of brought me together, just like the pieces could have been. You're right, it was a short piece, but put together very well. Well done, sir.
21st Apr 2011 4:38pm
Thankee kindly for reading and commenting, glad it brought you together at the end.
28th Apr 2011 8:23pm
28th Apr 2011 8:33pm
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it. I tried to accurately capture the person I wrote it about.
23rd May 2012 12:31pm
Happens to a lot of curious people. They loose their way trying to understand their way.
Sometimes not asking is best if only we would understand.
Thanks for a great read.
Sometimes not asking is best if only we would understand.
Thanks for a great read.
23rd May 2012 7:19pm
In my opinion, attempting to understand and convey what is around you often makes for great poetry. But it's always good to keep the big picture in mind, and what it conveys on the whole. Thanks for commenting.