February 1, 2010


As I try to understand life
I walk in a void between then and now.
Seeing only what my eyes want
yet I know they lie to me.
My feelings fool me at every turn
of my journey through time.
Yet I cling to each of those feelings
as if they are my will to live.
Could my dreams be cries for help,
trying to get me to see the truth?
Have I stayed on the path of reality
or fallen into the abyss of insanity?
Someday knowing I will have to look at
myself in the mirror of life, I wonder,
will that mirror show me I have done well,
or will I even recognize who is looking back at me?

Copyright ©2002 Ellis William Moore


Anonymous said...

Hmm, so if I break the mirror of life do I get 7 years bad luck too?

desk49 said...

I think all you get is a bunch of wrinkles.
Or in my case a bunch more.
A person ones said my poetry reminds them of the ravings of a mad man with talent. Then again he thought all people that wrote poetry were crazy.

TALON said...

It's inevitable, isn't it? Eventually we have to face up to what we've done in our lives...and I think we all walk a bit of tightrope between what is and what we think it is...

desk49 said...

You gave me room for thought and now I'm thinking only if you get killed or die before you come to that point in life you nailed it.

JamieDedes said...

Many layers of truth here, Ellis. This is a fine poem. We all have to face ourselves at some point ... sooner than later, I hope. Bravo.

You comment today on my blog had me in stitches. Thanks!

Happy Wednesday a.m., dear friend.

Blessings ...

JRM said...

Well done. It really captures what I think we all feel or think, especially in moments of naked silence.

Lynn said...

The mirror of life - an interesting thought. Your words are so beautiful.

SY said...

no one knows the end but if at the end you can look back and be satisfied....

loved it
- sy

desk49 said...

Sometimes I need to try to keep my wits a little more under control.
True, but then at my age, I’d rather it be later then sooner.

Welcome back and thanks
If I have to be looking into a mirror, I’d just as soon not be naked.


There is always some part we will not like but if most of it is good I’d be satisfied.

Snaggle Tooth said...

We do change alot during the journey of unexpected happenings. Alot to think about-
I hope when it's over I've sold alot more art!
It would help to make more

Meredith said...

Feelings form a kind of mirror of their own, don't they? A funhouse mirror. ;)

That said, if you're insane, I like the result and wouldn't trade it in for reality, Ellis.

desk49 said...

Snaggle Tooth:
I hope you do to... lots and lots

Will hello stranger. I said just today that all writers have a bit of insensate running through them. I was quickly told to speak for myself.

JamieDedes said...

...later than soon. Yup! Me too. Agreed ...

ElizabethR said...

Ellis, my hubby jokes with me sometimes saying, "Are you going to believe your eyes or me?" (He's a hoot.) Your third line reminded me of that :)

"will that mirror show me I have done well,"
I think that as we look through the mirror to our soul this is very possible. To see if we have done well or not. Here's hoping!

Loved the poem.

desk49 said...

See I know we saw eye to eye. (On some things)
Have a great day.

If my wife told me that I’d be in a lot of trouble for waiting too long to answer.
True but not sure I care to go looking at my own soul.

Jannie Funster said...

I find mirrors in the dark these days to be very friendly. :) OR at least in a hazy dusk.

Interesting poem. I think you should smile at your mirrored image! And it amy even smile back.


desk49 said...

Jannie Funster:
Alot of people only want to look into their mirror in the dark.

JamieDedes said...

Oh, I think mostly we are in agreement on life's ups and downs, Ellis. :-) Take it easy ...

desk49 said...

It seems