Mirrored Hope


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Photo: WHB – 2019

MIRRORED  HOPE

Ornate
The frame
Impounding
My world

Silver gilt
glistens
Holding
My framed
Existence in its
Reflected copy

How
I wish away 
My life
In exotic scenes

Imaged opulence
Amidst
A morbid
Decaying life

I ask no more
Than for an echo of my future

In my next glimpse
To come to my rescue
And transcribe
My defeatism
Into a reassuring future

No man
Can live for ever
But
To the end
He can deny
That thought

 

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6 thoughts on “Mirrored Hope

  1. No man can live forever… you say in your last stanza of this strong poem so full of imagery.
    This is true but whilst he/she lives there is always new beauty to discover. Experiences to
    add and smiles to share.

    Miriam

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