{ “Awareness : He began to decipher the instant that he was living, deciphering as he lived it, prophesying himself in the act of deciphering the last page of the parchments, as if he were looking into a speaking mirror.” -
Gabriel Garcia Marques }

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Mirrors of Mercury

Who is Shams and who Rumi                                                          
is­ like asking who is fork and who
knife when apart they sing not
a single song to nourish blood
with versal love

mercurial reflect                                    
                     ­                                                                 ­                
Who is mirror and who reflection                                            
Is that me ? I ask you                                                              ­        
watching your slender bones                                                
move in soiled leather boots                                                            ­  
wild slow eyes reflecting YES !                                              
when maiden across the room                                              
gives wicked laughs of NO !  

mercurial translate                                                        ­
                                                                ­                                      
Who is this dissident beret
alongside the chair ?                            
Is it self ahead on a future road .....                                                  
will someone stroke my back                                                        
give ear, lip or cheek                                                            ­                      
urging body to be young in                                                  
takkies and snazzy jacket ?  

mercurial question goals

Aah ! Poetic Mirrors !
inking reciting assessing                                                        ­      
give respite from a million
images of Self  as I circle an
unveiled Flow of Fate                                              
fully awake to naked                                                            ­          
poet

mercurial observe
catalytic soul


Copyright © Ghairo Daniels | 2017

Ring around the rosie
Red inflamed circles of hurt
Keep them hidden deep because
People are terrified
That pain is contagious

Pocket full of posies
Show the world only beautiful things
Because everything comes with strings
And they don't want to see
The truth and harsh reality

Ashes, ashes
Burn your faults and burn your fears
So that no one will ever find them here
Put on a mask to hide your melted face
So that no one will ever see your disgrace

We all fall down*
Don't ever let them see you trip
Though we all do the same and rip
The only difference between us is our names
For we are *all hiding our shame