Monday 28 September 2015

a stone face...


Gerrit Photography



a stone face

your blind soul is
fixed
behind the wall
of glass level
and
dressed in
the webbed music
locked
in your system

my sighs
outside
spin
kick
bust 
and trump
the reflection mess

yet for you
inside
I am less than
a mirage
a reflection


my visit

does not exist

 


Linking to:
Magpie Tales #287
+
The Sunday Whirl

8 comments:

brudberg said...

Love it.. the glass can be such a thick barrier.. the one-sided awareness is so apt for that picture.

Berowne said...

Nicely written...

Jae Rose said...

I have seen this image in other peoples posts but until I read your piece I did not see the photographer in the glass - thank you for illuminating that so beautifully in your words

kaykuala said...

yet for you
my visit
does not exist

How very sad he is not aware. It obviously takes more than just a physical appearance for one to make an impact!


Hank

flaubert said...

"Your blind soul", yes, that about sums it up. Well written.

Pamela

Kutamun said...

Seems he has no reflection , but she is Shinng

Margaret said...

... Mr. Cellophane...

Kathleen said...

One of the most painful states of existence: invisibility. You did it justice.

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