On Clouds and Mirrors
Sep 1st, 2009 | By Carlton Lloyd Smith | Category: Poetry | 417 viewsI stood over the mirror
meant for a bedroom chest
But it was here now,
lying on the grass
facing the sky
At eight years old I could
hardly see why he was
leaving but here were his
things, scattered about the
lawn
Waiting to go on the truck
Looking at the mirror
I had found a comfortable
distraction
The overcast sky loomed
below me as the grass curled
around the oaken frame, curling
over the edges like the tiny
hands of the earth, clasping
it in place
Dutifully assured that
I was not to blame for his departure
I watched the sky float by
I watched the clouds meander
slowly across the pane of glass
the contours of light and dark
flowing through them
I wondered how far away they
were and I saw myself reaching
down through the mirror
and grabbing hold
Catching a ride across the sky
In the far right corner of the
glass I saw a break forming in
the clouds
illuminating my world,
turned upside down
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About Carlton Lloyd Smith: Technology Director and Founder, Troubadour 21 - Carlton is a poet, writer, dreamer and professional techno-geek residing in Southeast Michigan. His obsession is learning and growing and his favorite color is Crayola® cornflower blue. Visit his poetry website at poetry.unclesol.net, Visit his blog at www.unclesol.net, friend him on Facebook at www.facebook.com/unclesol, or follow him on Twitter at www.twitter.com/unclesol |
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I Pray That My Life, Decisions, and Mistakes, Never Lead Karlii to Ever Have to Feel This Kind of Loss! Good Poem Carlton!