Outline - The Balcony Poem
Author: Natalie Leer
The balcony. Fith floor of a home to a few hundred.
Before we were 2.4 behind 44 we were 1.2 behind 33.
That blue door.
Often upon that balcony silhouettes of water reflected into my vision
Their delicate, dominant multi shaded outline broke away and caressed my pupils
Shimmered and rippled through clear glass and the tiniest of cracks in my curtains
Splashed droplets onto my pink walls making them glow orange. Warm. Soft.
Does this paint a view of peace? It should. It was.
Because you forget to ask why.
Why would I be in a room
Curtains closed to such colours? It doesn’t matter.
The outlines of the water silhouettes soon fade.
Now seen by the naked eye as invisible grey.
Unable to look at themselves despite reflecting in my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes.
Showing their true colours briefly before noticing my gaze has been caught
they disguise both outer and inner beauty with a dull, bland face.
Having done so for such a shapeless,
quiet time had lead them to believe this is their true skin
Or at least
“this is the skin I deserve. The only one I dare show”
------- Author's Notes -------
Hi everyone. My Name is Natalie and Im a 19 year old Performing Arts Student.
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