Alfredo Jacques

Rookie - 0 Points (tucson, arizona)

Mindful Mirror - Poem by Alfredo Jacques

I see under myself,
In the acrylic mirror.
Expressionless portrait
Of sorrow and wonderment
Artistic beauty of self expression.
Contemplations of self
Breathing out obsessions
Unspoken words being heard, and
Thoughts being felt.
Between the lines I see
A façade of Truth
Contrast and color,
Painting the knowledge within.
Withering traditions,
Confessions tell
Of being strangers to ourselves.

Comments about Mindful Mirror by Alfredo Jacques

  • Bronze Star - 2,815 Points Paul Brookes (12/3/2013 4:03:00 AM)

    Great poem and very haunting pieces. Sometimes I start at the image in the mirror and wonder who this is. The truth is hard to define each of our truths maybe falsehoods to others, Loved the lines
    ''Withering traditions
    Confessions tell
    Of being strangers to ourselves''

    10/10 BB : O) (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,819 Points David Harris (8/25/2007 1:18:00 AM)

    Alfredo, this a very haunting piece of self analyzing. I liked it. The last line 'Of being strangers to ourselves.' really summed up this whole poem. Brilliant. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend.
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  • Rookie - 7 Points Tailor Bell (8/24/2007 11:37:00 PM)

    you've captured that strange alliance and intimate dialogue we often have with ourselves, especially as we engage in expression. strong work, Alfredo. -Tailor (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jennifer Unknown (8/24/2007 7:39:00 PM)

    Very well written. I liked this. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 31, 2011

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