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Reflections In The Bathroom Sink

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By Gary RagnarssonPublished 2 months ago 2 min read
Top Story - September 2023
Reflections In The Bathroom Sink
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Existing in limbo:

A non-life.

Caught between who I am,

And who I want to be.

This inaction plaguing me,

Like a storm that swirls nowhere,

But above my head.

* * * * *

Cut and bleeding —

Broken and bruised.

This heart has cried enough tears,

To rain for a thousand lifetimes.

It hurts, to breath,

When the air is laced with razor blades.

* * * * *

legs that drag behind me,

Like lead-weights,

(My dad would say,)

Carrying me from point A,

Back to point A again,

On a pointless loop that,

Never quite scales the alphabet.

* * * * *

Snakes and ladders, but,

I keep hitting the snake,

It’s venom setting fire to my blood.

Eyes set in blackened half-moon frames,

Bloodshot and strained,

Like diamonds yet to be excavated

From their carbon encasings.

* * * * *

A million thoughts per minute —

A real gas-guzzler —

An impractical engine.

The vehicle nobody can afford to run.

“Not a scratch, kid, not a scratch,

Bring her back in one piece,”

Only this car doesn’t get off the line—

Firing her up empties the tank.

And even if it didn’t,

The GPS is scrambled anyway.

* * * * *

A beast leashed only by its own lethargy.

Well fed, ready for bed,

“Here’s a steak now roar for the crowd,”

Like a dancing monkey,

Or a sea lion performing tricks for fish.

* * * * *

Skin cracking with age like ancient parchments,

What once was important enough to scribe,

Now left pinned up in its own corner of the world,

In an antique frame, perhaps,

Only for the interested to gaze upon.

Otherwise invisible,

Shrouded in shadow —

A relic of the past.

Ultimately empty,

Forgotten. Not needed,

A novelty for tourists to snap photos next to.

* * * * *

A ball in the garden,

Covered in mud and mould,

Kicked to the corner when it’s time to mow the lawn.

A dying chrysanthemum in the damp, cold earth,

Fit not even for the bees,

Shaded by growing evergreens,

In a pretty grove he won’t live to see.

Pollen harvested:

A husk of his former self.

The buzzing balls of fluff seeking new friends for their wealth.

* * * * *

An inconsistent poem that starts to rhyme,

An unknown author out of time.

No more thoughts there left to think,

Just rippled Reflections in the bathroom sink.

Definitely one for the upcoming collection: Fragments Of A Tortured Soul. Speaking of which, if you’re interested in more of my writing you should follow me, and click that little Facebook button below to stay up to date with my ramblings😊

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About the Creator

Gary Ragnarsson

Deep thinker, stoic, and writer from the UK, sharing everything from philosophical insights to my most intimate, personal stories.

In a world consumed by chasing more, I’m over here embracing less on purpose.

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  • Grz Colm2 months ago

    😊👏 Great work! “Snakes and ladders!”… I hear that and I enjoyed that metaphor.

  • Joelle E🌙2 months ago

    Holy moly. I really felt my own journey in those first few stanzas. Thanks for giving voice to what never can be adequately expressed. If nothing else, it’s cathartic to read.

  • Brin J.2 months ago

    Sounds like the hardships of life. Perfectly expressed.

  • Congratulations on your Top Story🎉🎊

  • Naveed2 months ago

    Congratulations on Top Story!!!♥️♥️💕

  • Celia in Underland2 months ago

    Like a dancing monkey, Or a sea lion performing tricks for fish. Perfect. I loved this. The jarring haphazardness the most beautiful reflection of a reflectibe mind. Stunningly done 🤍

  • Kenechukwu2 months ago

    Nice lines keep it up

  • JBaz2 months ago

    So many wonderful lines but this one grabbed me … Eyes set in blackened half-moon frames, This was full of sad emotions that ripped right through me Congratulations

  • Margaret Brennan2 months ago

    What a great poem. Kind of sad, though, reminded me of the ups and downs of my mom's last few months. It's nice to see my feelings and emotions in words. Bravo!!

  • Babs Iverson2 months ago

    Loved it!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!♥️♥️💕

  • I really loved the snakes and ladders part. I loved this poem alot!

  • S. A. Crawford2 months ago

    There's so much feeling in every line of this poem; it's hard to read but in a good way, if that makes sense? Well done!

  • This was deep very deep. The emotion, the symbolism, the depth, the sadness, the joy, the fear, the compassion, the passion, I felt it all. You did such a wonderful and thorough job at conveying your thoughts and feelings. Excellent job.

  • Dana Crandell2 months ago

    A painful piece, shot through with powerful analogies. Well done.

  • L.C. Schäfer2 months ago

    I feel like i shouldnt have enjoyed this, being so gloomy and whatnot. But it's compelling and vivid enough to be enjoyable despite its subject. Like Marmite for the soul.

  • Veronica Coldiron2 months ago

    There is definitely an element of realism in the tortured feeling this evokes. It's almost like being inside someone's soul for a moment. Beautifully written!

  • Brenton F2 months ago

    a pessimistic journey punctuated by many detailed cries. Thoroughly enjoyable and very readable 👍

  • Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago

    Loved the lines Like a dancing monkey, Or a sea lion performing tricks for fish.! We’ve all been there, man! Great work!

  • Mariann Carroll2 months ago

    I love it. You are definitely not a quitter 👍

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