Treasure Island

David Fallis


A Small Black Mirror


I see,
With my own two front eyes
In front of me
A Small Black Mirror

Not the kind that is all rugged or cheap
But no!
A nice ornate and not so rugged mirror
whose bright shine that
received from above
the lovely and lonely moon
whose turned and pale face greets this
Small Black Mirror

I seem to stare at this seemingly charismatic little thing
as it just sits there and is
a Small Black Mirror

I make a small movement towards this
Small Black Mirror
and I see in its upturned gaze
a likeliness that resembles a
pale and seemingly
friendly face who I remember
so long ago

Ah me!
Yes, I remember!
So long ago!
From that place whose name is so so long forgotten
I remember that
Small Black Mirror

Ah yes
I have seen that before!
And that pale upturned face!
Shining in the twilight gloom
so so long ago
that one night
when I stared into
my own
Small Black Mirror

So I now
leave my long and distant glare at this
Small Black Mirror
And I fancy upon myself
to throw this
WRENCHED, GHASTLY and UNSIGHTLY
Small Black Mirror
out of my long and distant view

The reflection I now look into
is one I don't quite know anymore
a manifestation of anger itself

And at this small point of time
I feel my own being grow with this
new found growing anger
that BUBBLES, GROWS and GROWS!
and I take this UNSIGHTLY thing
this shard of moonlight's gaze
from so high above
shining onto this bordered thing
and now, and NOW
I CAST THIS THING
THIS BLACK MIRROR
into the midnight gloom
so long and lost
that Small Black Mirror
hidden from my view

And there was it
a reflection of something repulsive
absolutely repulsive
reflected by that
Small Black Mirror
that now is
a reflection
now so long forgotten
that I can
no longer see
No more

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 12, 2014

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A poem on a night where rain is pouring from the night sky

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