Self-Portrait
written by: Aloysius S. Harmon Jr
Sometimes,
When my wounds feed,
A river into eyelids,
I see myself as a renowned,
Dictionary of endless pains.
I cover my cold body with smiles,
On the day I worship God,
My scars beneath,
My prayer requests,
Holds, me a witness.
I paint myself in disguise,
Before Him,
Hold on to my rosary,
Recite, Hail Mary,
When my body should be,
A reality of being dead.
Aloysius S. Harmon is a lone poet from Liberia. His poems have appeared in the Synchronized Chaos's magazine, Sleepless in Monrovia magazine, Eboquills, Eve poetry, Spillwords and elsewhere. He is one of the co-authors to the Breaking The Silence Anthology, Thoughts In Words, and Weep No More, Liberia Anthology. Aloysius usually gets his muse from three elements: Silence, Solitude and Retrospection.
Latest posts by Aloysius S. Harmon Jr (see all)
- Self-Portrait - March 30, 2023
- Threnody - May 26, 2022
- Mentality - December 8, 2021
