Quicksand Polished Mirror Poem by David Lester Young

Quicksand Polished Mirror



Mirror, mirror,
Rotating around earth's gravity
Upon quicktime changing reflective pools.
Grains of time being tossed on a surface
Forming an abrasive acidic covering
That reigns with tears full of polishes.

Rain ripples the surface of tides
In seas washing ashore see shore visions.
Landscape views teleporting time continuum,
Telescopic analysis within microscopic details.
Mirror, mirror with full length focal dimensions
In polished presence of a living poetic existence,
Temporal rhyming Uni-Verse of introspection.

Looking eyes universe of outside perceptions
Polished with imperfections that distorts light.
Shadows and shades shifting characters around,
Torn ‘n tattered cloth in a woven weave finish.
Picking up light waves in evolving distortions
Upon wiping a quicksand polished aging mirror.

David Lester Young (Franklin Doppelganger) 10/07/12 ©

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