Self-reflection
My Poem “Self-reflection”
My life has always been one of constant reinvention... every day the man in the mirror reminds me that you cannot move forwards if you continue to live your life in reflection... my life has always been one of questions, answers, and the pursuit of mystery... every day the voice within me tells me to never give up, to stay true to myself, and no matter what I do continue to be a poet and an author of my own poetry. We can only live our lives by embracing what feels right at the time... we can only see what we capture with our eyes... we can sometimes only be free when we are sleeping and dreaming at night... we can only compare two sides when we are given a deeper insight. Some people will never truly know you, nor ever understand why you do what you do and sometimes that can be frustrating - especially when you want someone to "get you", to like you, and to want to engage with you... some people can be drawn to people, some people can be intimidated by people, some people can be intrigued by people, some people can know people as soon as they meet them, because they see themselves in them as if they were their own reflection.
My Poem “Mark in the Mirror”
Sometimes we see things that are not there…
Sometimes we don’t see things
that are right in front of us…
Sometimes we can get lost in
the thought of a single stare…
Sometimes we see mistakes
and we automatically make order
out of the chaos and we filter out
all of the unnecessary things
that surround what we see –
in life, in people, in art –
and we naturally bring
the blurry into focus,
like the art of writing poetry.
Mistakes are natural,
mistakes are human –
however, mistakes are also annoying, perplexing, and for an artist
mistakes are futile in their drive
to want to share something
as close to as what they envisioned
and as close to what they imagined,
as any form of creativity can ever be…
Mistakes are imperfections –
however, mistakes are also
lessons to be learned from
and they are as necessary
for self-discovery
and self-examination
as listening and observing
to the specific rhythm and speed
with which a certain person speaks.
I have made more mistakes
than could ever be counted…
I have made more missteps
than I ever want to recall –
however, I am someone
who always makes a concerted
effort to look for all
the chinks in the armour,
to try and rectify my errors,
and to constantly search for a way
to redeem myself following
a period of illogical
inconsistencies and regrets,
and to take the time
to redefine myself
in order to weed-out
what I believe should not be
a part of my psychological
makeup, and exorcise once and for all
all the mistakes that have over time
become a part of the character
that I daily live with,
share a shadow with,
and who I see every time
I look in the mirror.
Mark The Poet 