Reflection Poem by Brian Mayo

Reflection

Rating: 5.0


The rippling shallows won’t reflect
Or recognize the boy
Ravaged eyes cannot detect
The simple splashing joy
Of Saturdays, and summer rains
And swollen backyard streams
A faded photograph remains
To haunt his lonely dreams.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abderrahmane Dakir 08 March 2016

Nice poem about the memories. Thank you for sharing this great poem.

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Adeline Foster 04 January 2016

I really did enjoy this rumination of childhood memories so well expressed for boy or girl. Read mine – I Cannot Return – Adeline

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Dimitrios Galanis 26 December 2015

The two last verses imposing.

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Pamela Sinicrope 11 December 2015

So this is a beautiful, yet wistful, and, yes, a little sad. I love 'mirror' poems (self portrait) . Often insightful and usually, layered, they reveal much more than a flat reflection. I can envision a man looking at himself in the water and seeing his moving reflection while he contemplates lost youth and innocence. The writing style here, which is tight and short, indicates a river flowing below it. Great use of reflective imagery (photographs, water (shallow) ... Rain or stream) , alliteration. This is a good one... Terse and restrained.

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Brian Mayo

Brian Mayo

Grand Rapids Michigan
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