Face to Face

in #poetry • 2 years ago (edited)



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Through a Glass Darkly



A bleak rain
Darkens the house,


Blurs the panes
And street without;

Shrinks my world
To one small room,

Where a bubbling fire
Relieves the gloom.


The storm is a mirror—
A darkened glass,

Haunted with images
From the past;

Foggy shapes
Outside the walls

Speak with your voice
And gently call.


I refuse this grief
Push sorrow away

But in the mirror
You still appear
...

Plain as day.



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