Crystal Ball


I gaze into a crystal ball to see my future
The ball was blank,
is that what my future looks like
I couldn't accept it,
so I glimpse at it again,
still the same result
In true frustration,
this was my last hope
I picked up the crystal ball
And throw it hitting a wall
shattering in millions of pieces
Symbolic of my life,
a million directions,
none of them leading anywhere
One piece landed at my feet
I went to pick it up and stop,
staring back at me was
My mother's face, sadness in her eyes
One tear trapped on her eyelash
I picked up the piece of shattered glass
Looking closely at her face
and then I realize
I was starring at myself

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Jess Killmenow 6 years ago from Nowheresville, Eastern United States

I like the imagery. Very nice, EK


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ek ellis 6 years ago Author

Thank you Jess


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Raven King 6 years ago from Cabin Fever

I like your "Crystal Ball"!


ralwus 6 years ago

Ahh, yes, age catches up with us and we are shocked to see how we have become like our parents. LOL And sometimes our future does look bleak. I like this one. Hey, have you read any of my romantic poems like Aphrodite's Endowment or Close Encounter? I think I have the titles right. LOL


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ek ellis 6 years ago Author

You are quite the character :) I'm going to read them right now


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Dirtdog 6 years ago from New Smyrna Beach / Edgewater , Florida

Isn't it something that when one awakes an before one actually looking into the mirror or in this case crystal ball in our mind in our thoughts we are ageless. It is only until we look into that dreaded mirror that we realise our true age. I try my best to avoid the mirror as much as possible but eventually the reflection arises out of the blue . It is human to look at the reflections but it certainly awakens the realisation that we are all on a time clock an the hour glass never quits.

Thank you for your comment on my page A reflection of pushing 50.

Cheers Dirtdog


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XTASIS 6 years ago from The Beginning

I liked it very much ! short but strong. Cheers !


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ek ellis 6 years ago Author

thank you


philip carey 61 6 years ago

My father died in January of this year. I came to the conclusion that a part of me hated a certain part of him, and another part of me loved a different part of him. Recently, I was simply looking down at my foot, and saw my dad's foot, which was my own. These things come up at the oddest times. He is in me in some essential way, and so accepting him is accepting me--wether it be the shape of my foot or the tone of my anger.


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ek ellis 6 years ago Author

I feel your pain and accepting that part of yourself that reminds you of him is healing


tlmntim9 6 years ago

The roughest stones in rivers wash

In sand and foam and gravel toss

Till jeweled, polished and brightly sheen

Are crystals clear and purely seen.

(Wayne Wilks)

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