A conceited woman,
Would have reason to turn the mirror around.
Took the paint and covered any reflection.
Maybe, just maybe, I listened too hard, looked too deep, waited for a sign.
Distant, 800 miles or in the same room, sounds the same. If I'm to take the blame, I accept with gracious tenacity.I never claimed to be conventional.
Reaching into that which is diverse can enlighten, and frighten even the best of simple. Still, confusion can be found in so many different strands of hope.
Distant grows heavy.
If I could hold the hands of time down with a force even past couldn't mar, I would.
Taken from the sight, listened in the night, with the veil of darkness I could almost feel it.
Labyrinth of a road.
A humble woman must carry a blanket of choices gone awry.
A mirror turned away from self proclamation.
I may not understand it now, but my destination will be revealed.
When the night is soft, and the hollow quieted.
Penitent is from within.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Penitent
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13 comments:
Great work here. The Pic AND the Poem. Very moving. Sam
Profound... I read no apology or frivolous excuses, but only one's complete acceptance of the situation. Beautifully written, Rebecca! Another thought provoking entry that will carry me through my day.
Best,
Judith
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my oh my the workings of your mind. In you I find the same swirling depths that I find in myself. You work words into beautiful shapes. judi
This choice and arrangement of words and the feelings the envoke. In some way they almost tell of my life as of late. And my destination will be revealed......
Tammy
You never cease to amaze me.... but then again you don't surprise me at all with the wonders of your words.... It is always a delight to drop in here and see what treasures you've left for us to peek at~
CarrieCMc
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Rebecca - thanks for stopping by and for your comment. I really like it. Good way to think about winning. Much more positive spin - you don't have to feel guilty about winning that way :) Also, thanks for leaving your link - love your journal too. I'll be back! ~ Lori
Beautifully written!
WOW.....VERY NICE. I SEE MYSELF IN SO MANY SENTENCES. WOW....
BRINx
Still plinking hugh? Beautiful piece, is that your iris? Hope all is well in your world.
Thanks for sharing this lovely poem. I will have to stop by several more times to appreciate it fully. Paulette
Beautiful writing.....and with a depth that requires many readings to understand the layers of meaning. " carrying choices gone awry"...how our choices do shape our destiny and forge the links in the chains we drag through time. Were they visable..many of us would look like Jacob Marley in a "A Christmas Carol"!
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Marie in TN
Beautiful. Thought Provoking. It feels like being submerged in deep water and finding that you can still breath. I read it three times. Pennie
The first line of this entry totally reminded me of the movie The Good Girl. Have you seen it? I love it--very beautiful. "I thought if I died today, what would happen to me? A hateful girl, a selfish girl, an adultress, a liar..." I really enjoyed reading your entries! :)
Lauren
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