December 0

Blog Archive

Thu, 24.09.2009

REFLECTIONS by Carl Gardner.

I saw myself leaving
And welcomed myself back
In the mirrors, I ran by too fast,
And had a chance to retrace, to see.
I have watched myself too much
In the polished hubcaps,
Found myself smiling
Too widely in the window glass.
I stood on the corner, a statue.
Phidias would have been proud.
Too far was I leaning
Over the puddle in it peace.
I have been too witty,
Heard too much applause,
Become too wise, too full of knowing.
My chest has caught fire with the medals
For the good that I have done.
I have ordered too many executions….

Reprinted by permission of Indiana Unive

learn more

New Poem Each Day

Poetry Corner

Black brother, think your life so sweet That you would live at any price? Does mere existence balance with The weight of your great sacrifice? Or can it be you fear the... TIME TO DIE by Ray Garfield Dandridge.
Read More