Reflections

January 13, 2011
By Emily Clothier BRONZE, The Colony, Texas
Emily Clothier BRONZE, The Colony, Texas
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My world
My gray world

My lonely world


My small world

It fits
In my hand

An orb
I hold it up
To catch my reflection

And find a room

My room

Beautiful shelves

Hundreds of books
Portraits of family
No door
But for my orb
I cannot reach those shelves
Nor touch the many books
I know naught of that family

I find my room

My study

Comfortable chairs

Sturdy desk
High window
No door
But for my orb
I’ve yet to sit in those chairs
Or stand beside the desk
I know nothing of that view

Except that of my orb




My globe



My world


My life


My existence

My room

Cold

Gray


Empty

Except for me

And my orb


The author's comments:
This piece was inspired by an Escher drawing

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