Compete

Posted on April 24, 2012 | 8 Comments

I never had to compete
Against closed doors and mirrors
Once you had my heart in tow
I could see you more clearer

Nightmares flood my naked mind
Down in the hole sides like glass
Reflecting her face not mine
Her narcissistic ways crashed

© 2012 Michael Yost 4/24

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8 responses to “Compete”

Ina | April 24, 2012 at 11:22 PM | Reply

HI Michael
this is an intruiging poem, is the “you” in the first stanza the same as the “her” in the second?

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- booguloo | April 25, 2012 at 3:34 AM | Reply
  
  Yes.
  
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Becky | April 26, 2012 at 2:48 PM | Reply

Good work! At first I was thinking it a little love poem, but now it’s just plain good!

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- booguloo | May 1, 2012 at 3:12 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks Becky.
  
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Sharp Little Pencil | April 27, 2012 at 10:16 PM | Reply

“Once you had my heart in tow,” great line, Michael. Loved it! Amy

Wonder, Wander

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- booguloo | May 1, 2012 at 3:12 PM | Reply
  
  Every once in a while some bubble up from the bottom.
  
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becca givens | April 29, 2012 at 4:19 PM | Reply

Great last stanza!! 😀

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- booguloo | May 1, 2012 at 3:27 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks for saying Becky.
  
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