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Rose-cut Diamond claws

My confusion drew me to you,Your warm smile and glowing eyesMade for cold consolation. Led in by my own insecuritiesI found but a mirror reflectionOf what I already knew. To gaze in would further entrance meTo break it would shatter my whole.Though I try to turn away, I am already lost within. My one recourse is to dismantle youShard by shard, grain by grainUnder sheens of glass, I cast my reflection to your gaze. I must be careful not to let myself bleedNo trace must be left behind.Slowly I cut away with rose-cut diamond claws Shredding off fearsShedding of tearsIn a pool of reflective glass. I begin to wonder what lies beyond my illusionNo light pales itself through the cracks I’ve chiselledThe work is so intricate and delicate I dare not pause to peek Anticipation overcomes meI focus harder on my taskCarving out specks of memoriesEmbellished along the sides I must be careful not to let myself bleedNo trace must be left behindSlowly I cut away with rose-cut diamond claws Scraping off vainScrapping of painWith a disquieting screech. Now I stand calm my task completeI look beyond where I had placed youAnd to my bewildermentI see nothing but a stone-mortared wall
— Shadowrose, May 11, 2009

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Region, Country: Calgary, Alberta

Favorite Poets: Maya Angelou, Robert Frost, Robert Browning, Emily Dickinson

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themoonman

themoonman

17 years ago

Shadowrose...

Welcome to Neopoet... an excellent first post... totally enjoyed the read... Richard
Seren

Seren

17 years ago

Welcome !!

WOW ... girl this is awesome ... I loved it ... blown away ...speachless Welcome to neo i look forward to reading more from you ... Love and Light JayC :D
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Shadowrose

17 years ago

seren

yes, it is awesome - but a heads up...I'm not female :P
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years ago

hi

In the second-to-last stanza, did you mean scrapping or scraping? I agree with Richard - this is a well put together poem. Again, welcome to the site. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- - "Atheism is a non-prophet organization" - George Carlin -"Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things" - George Carlin
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Shadowrose

17 years ago

jess

the second-to-last stanza, scrapping, as in getting rid of or throwing away