Sunday, September 11, 2011



The words in blue are the opening words of a short poem by  Crystallyn Barringer


When I look into your eyes
I can see the blatant lies,
Although your lips say words I long to hear.
Eyes are windows to the soul,
They're not under your control,
And I know, alas, that you are not sincere.



A shopping-centre whimsy captured on a whim!
A mirror in a shop-front, itself quite dull and dim.
The mirror showed the world outside, the people coming, going;
The colours and the bustle and the to-ing and the fro-ing.
But it couldn't catch the chatter and the clatter and the hum;
It was as though our wordly world were suddenly struck dumb.
And I saw it as a crystal ball, the future represented,
When all our wild consumerism, brash and quite demented,
Is in the past and we are just a blip in history,
And not the stuff of living, vital familiarity.
And it seemed I heard the silence even as I saw the whirl
Of passing woman, husband, child, teenager, little girl.
And the silent sphere will still spin on, with no-one to recall
The busy shopping-centre I saw in my Crystal Ball.


Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

lies are part of life.

well played.

Neni said...

Alas! eyes is indeed the window to one's heart... :)

keiths ramblings said...

Well, that told him! Excellent.

Nanka said...

One couldn't have expressed it more clearly and sincerely as you have in 'Clarity'

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Everyone lies at one time or another. It is hard to see. Nice read.


Mike Patrick said...

When you step away from humor, Rinkly, you can be profound. Like Clarity, love Crystal Ball.