The Devil came to the house today
He knocked with three raps at the door
A long cold shudder filled the room
All knowing the impending doom.
We looked each other in the eye
Not sure which of us was to answer,
So finally I stood up to go
Amicably respond upon the threshold.
Each step I took echoed down the hall
Cold stone that now creaked and groaned.
I saw upon the mirror adjacent
To the threshold to whence I went
My reflection so scarcely visible
Trembling amidst my very bones.
Slowly, as if knowing the worst to come
I rotated the door handle slowly down
And opened up the door to see
Who had knocked three raps in calling me.
Tag: reflection
Heavy Hallow (day 3001)
Let me fall away
– Snowflake from the sky –
For my hallow has torn
What breath that once bellowed
From the depths
Of my heavy soul.
I will wash here
To embrace such a feeling
That can resemble
My reflections
That have become shattered,
And here I have bent
To account for the
Mistakes I have made.
Bows (day 2484)
I’ve come along for the magic of night
Singing to my reflection ahead
Eyes wide open I’m inside myself
Forgetting all the bows I tied
While waiting by your side
A test I left unwritten, un-scribed
For distractions had taken the best of me
Towards an un-planted tree
Soil so deep I lost my shovel
And turned my soil to better ground
To grow the bio I dream of
Where magic of night shall leave behind
A day to open me up wide
Stream rev. Antique House Café (day 2382)
I am learning softness,
Not reflections divine.
Hearing words missing;
Kindness shared in
Passing time.
Shadows sharing my subtlety
Working my antiques
Flowing warmly about
My shifting stream.
Winter Hearth (day 2309)
I’m growing tired of seeing your reflection
The gates are locked
And my side
Looks like it’s full of open pastures
And wild forest jungles.
There was a time that I knew nothing,
Blinded by skulls and candy
That barked at growing starlight
Strangling each reason
With desperate acts of non-violence
Non-conformance,
Non-sense that rooted blasphemy
In a solid stone foundation,
Un-able, un-desired, un-restricted
By a garden of eden dream space
Too conditioned and nostalgic
To grow wings of a new spring
And follow what has been set in your path.
My clock’s big bold numbers have flipped
Into a new season
A colder season of inner reflection
Observation, closeness with tranquil harbours
That cannot be exhausted in one evening,
One spell cast fool-heartedly,
One lonesome wolf that shall not howl tonight
Though this moon she grows
Swollen and sombre,
And embers within this hearth
Yet to forget this fire that burns within them.
Every Star (day 2054)
I used to think about the night
I met you, streetlight
Long walks through midnight frost
And my left arm to my heart
Shooting star
So here’s my reflection in a pool
Dancing with pillows in my eyes
Shade my numbness with all that’s lost
And whisper to me softly
Just as every star.
Sunset Swim (day 1492)
Horizon-scape
Reflecting glass
Refreshing serenity
Light (day 1075)
Windows, like stars
Keep me looking
Through reflections
To find your light.
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Vacant and Absent (day 1047)
Where you bled upon my bed,
I cut out and left to air.
Which I did not care!
No, I did not care.
Into the furthest mirror I did look
To find no other but reflection,
Which mattered to me because
I built the house upon flattery.
I’m perfection left uncovered,
Laid down without much affection.
Broken by a snake
And the absense of power.
What Could Be (day 571)
There are days when it feel like I’ve narrowly been missed
Like if I stare for a few more moments
I’ll catch your reflection in the mirror
Standing there beside me, as it should be
New age, digital sentences
Walk with fine breaths that catch uncontrollably
Upon the thoughts of what could be
What if the romance was sparked
Living a life inside a headspace
Old age, humbled forgiving
Books with notes clutter the conscience with a lingering smell
Dust rolls off the thoughts like dew in the sunshine
And life carries on, like time
As books multiply in the mirrors