I look into the mirror and

Wonder who it is that I see

Those once youthful eyes now frosted

Staring back with maturity

There was a time I composed my

Own songs and sang them so proudly

I gave little care if I showed

The world the foolish side of me

My battle scars displayed smugly

From my war on conformity


Questioning every verdict and

Accepting nothing as issued

Loving strong and crying deeply

With all the appetites of youth

Those passions gained, sorrows and pain

I chewed them all with brandish tooth

Then spit them out into the world;

My words of honesty and truth


Perhaps I had the whole thing wrong

Or somewhere I just stop trying

I traded away my talents

For music easier to sing

I bartered my soul for comfort

Trying to ease life’s bitter sting


I look upon this furrowed face

Of adversity and trial

It’s not the ending but the chase

That has given this man his smile


So please do not lament for me

For I am happy with my plight

I look upon my history

And know that I have chosen right

11 thoughts on “Reflection

  1. Davy D

    Great reflection and poetry Jerry. I was told by a mentor once there are no such thing as mistakes, only happy accidents. It makes them much more enjoyable.

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  2. Pablo Cuzco

    Great reflection of one’s past. What we have become, who we were, are now one complete package. It’s good when the package has the post stamps from its travels decorating the seams.

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    1. I do apologize. I have no structure to any of my poetry. What falls out of my head and lands onto the paper is it. Sometimes it falls into something that resembles coherency… but most times it just falls into a steaming pile.


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