Wendy Bureau


Reflection - Poem by Wendy Bureau

Reflection cold of heart
Stares hard, with smug delight
Flash frozen face of ice
Sculpted, of sickly sight

Disheveled hair awry
Hangs limp, 'pon shadow'd face
Skin, deathly pale of hue
Product of misery's waste

Mirrored eyes of deep brown
Hidden, of heavy brow
Bare thick and lengthy lash
Share not of then, nor now

Wrinkles of wisdom's age
Lie dormant, in their depth
Face of aging disgrace
Reflects, so grossly in ept

Reflection cold of heart
Blink long, this sickly sight
Flash frozen, face of ice
Stares hard, with smug delight.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011


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