Just an illusion.

poem by: Christopher Russon
Written on Oct 21, 2016

I see faces in the curtains
I see faces on the walls
I see faces in the trees
And the leaves before they fall.
I look into the mirror
And this is what I see
A face they call a failure
Looking back at me.
I told my mother what I had seen
The mirror and the curtains
And those leaves upon the trees.
Her words were wise and certain
She turned and said to me
Believe nothing that you hear
And only half of what you see.

 

Tags: humor, rhyme,

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Cecilia Crasto commented:
Beautiful words and always listen to mother!
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you for your comment Cecilia. My mother was full of wise words. I never always took her advice unfortunately.
Annie Kirby commented:
Your mother was a wise woman! I wish I would have listened more to my mother's advance, I would have saved myself a lot of pain and foolish mistakes. Love the poem!
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you Annie.I also never always listened to my mother's advice Just like my kids don't listen to my advice.
Geoffrey Brewer commented:
A striking, pleasing and well created poem. Forgive me for interfering; it's your poem; but if I may make a suggestion: Omit the third from last line. Replace the penultimate line with: 'Believe nothing heard by thee' (or maybe leave the line as it is). Then you will have a Shakespearean sonnet.
Geoffrey Brewer commented:
And I meant to say "leave off the 'son'
Christopher Russon commented:
Such a lovely comment Geoffrey.Your advice is welcomed.
Maria Williams commented:
A mother's wise words, this is what I see in this beautiful poem.
Edward shields commented:
Nice poem, we are hard wired to see faces.
Frank byrne commented:
Nice poem Chris..........I don't know how you saw failure......
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you Edward you are right.that is what inspired to Wright this poem.
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you Frank.your comment on my poem.

 

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