Swimming in a Glass-Filled Creek

Brandon Elliott
In a clouded stare,
I looked up at the sky
disillusioned
and in contempt.
Because the stars
were no longer there.
They are unreliable,
they are rare.
Because the revolutions
were already found.
They are conceited,
they've been rewound.

In unnerving whispers,
I shouted to myself
unaware
and invisible.
Because I saw a
speck of dirt.
and I was jealous,
I was hurt.
Because I am nothing
where everything means hope.
and I was base,
I was soap.

In the decided truth,
I touched a light bulb
unafraid
and in refrain.
Because the mold
was never broken.
I am shaped,
I'm unspoken.
Because this won't mean
a thing to you.
I am a flickering light,
I am see-through.

Published by Brandon Elliott

17 Years Young // Writer // Intelligent // Knowledge-Seeking // Poetic Because I Can Be // twitter.com/brandonrofl // brandoniswrite.com //  View profile

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  • Grace Anne Carey6/15/2010

    This is a wonderful poem, I especially like the last two lines...It's good to see I'm not the only 17 year old on here...lol

  • Walton S. Tissot11/9/2009

    Soap huh? Great poem.

  • Crystal Ray11/5/2009

    Wow! Excellent poem. I love this!

  • Jan Corn10/29/2009

    You are so talented!

  • J L Carey Jr9/29/2009

    I have to agree with Jennifer. Great word play.

  • Walton S. Tissot8/14/2009

    very cool poem

  • Janet Meyer8/11/2009

    Great poem, good meter, imagery, and a bit of rhyme and rhythm. Good job.
    Janet

  • Jennifer Waite8/11/2009

    This was very well done. I liked the meter it kept, the fantastical imagery and that excellent word play. Really good!!

  • Magena Fawn7/30/2009

    What a great job you did on this poem. You are a deep old soul.

  • Justice Lives Not7/21/2009

    Dude, this seriously ROCKS! Thanks for posting!

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