Reflections by PoetryGrrrl


Rippling on the water in the moonlight,
showing me my future, my past, and the current plight
opening the doors of perception, a private show
I walk the pathway to understanding all that I know.
I see reflections of things that hide only in shadows,
I hear echoes of thoughts better left unsaid
and all the questions left too long unanswered
that rattle around in my head;
These are the thoughts that haunt silences,
lonely hours, and the nighttime landscape;
they hide in shadows, waiting, hoping
to catch me alone and defenseless
so that they can pursue me
until I am panting, breathless;
once I reach safety, in the aftermath
I am still restless, but less reckless.

Original Poetry is © 2011 – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

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