Hello Stranger Poem by Barbara Nixon
Hello Stranger
Over thirty years we've been acquainted
it seems I know you less and less,
when I think I've got to the heart of you
my opinion I'm compelled to redress.
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An enigma within a conundrum,
a jigsaw puzzle without the final piece
standing face to face in eyelock
my curiosity will not cease.
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But to obsess on this quandary
analyse every word and thought
would be indulgence most folly
time lost that cant be bought.
***
So I'll cover every mirror
with a cloth of darkest hue
and let the stranger walk her path
and on her journey, to herself be true.
by Barb Nixon
You know the stranger less and less but you trust about self realization reflection. Mirror is covered with cloth and now the stranger will go away but he will come in dream. Your perception about reflection of mirror is excellently penned.10
Within the mirror, our truest advisor, toughest critic, most obtainable ally, and the keeper of all our secrets....A perfectly penned write, that is an eye opener for some....PEACE
its simple its got innate poetic class, , , , and it deals with deep reflective issues.... yes so sad.... strangers across the sofa....painful indeed a realization baked in the furnace of lost decades..... you put it into words beautifully, impressive you write very well.... …! ! ! cheers
this is simply beautiful ink Barb.flow, rhyming and wordplay is very nice.keep inking.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 6:47:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this, do we ever know anybody?