Mirrors

Shattered Mirrors stare at me

Proposing truths and unreality

Everything I dreamed in the yellow haze

Of summer days, now long past

In gleaming amber bottles

On the balconies of hotels

When strangers laughter

Drowned out the crescendo

And I covered my ears

And you smiled.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

: ) I feel like I've been there, done that.
That pic reminds of the hotel in Jamaica.
*sigh

Enjoyed your poem, I can't see Kanye or Fiddy taking it on but it's still pretty cool. ;)

[J. Kell]

Thank you Ance, haha!

[Matching Socks]

My pleasure. There's nothing left to read, you best get busy. :)

[J. Kell]

haha! I will :))

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Wow. Very good and deep poem. The mark of great poetry - depth and you have it here. Well done, my friend.

[J. Kell]

Thanks so much Michael, that is a huge compliment. Glad you liked it.