'Reflection' Poem by mike clarke

'Reflection'



Mirror image of lost love, plays a silent black and white film in your eyes,
Naked trees exposed as autumn leaves fall like teardrops.
Echoes of 'mad laughter, and children crying' plays loud from the state
of the art hi fi system, that you have placed in the dark room of your mind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lady Black Rose 18 June 2009

iluv it i really do i luv the way you descibe everything...it paints a beautiful picture mike thanx for sharing akira

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