Jude

Glad I caught this one. Great poem.

The best times are those when I am invisible to my self. I remember covering my face with my brother's cream when I was a kid. I like not seeing myself. My mother was worried I might mar my skin. Go figure.

love,
Kathy

trippy...invisibility is a condition of higher consciousness...those that don't pulse to the beat can't be in sync vibrationally...which is a necessary filter to personal enlightment

The mirror of the mind can find us seeing past the simpleness of shaved skin and dreams across the covers as we lay and ponder...your music orchestrates to us the ability to grasp more than thoughts...

nice work, Jude...

enjoyed...
Art Sun...

Agter reading your words Jude I think we all feel invisiable to not only ourselves but to those around us. Enjoyed your write, thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

You know, I can relate to this, dear Jude - "suffering" from this kind of "dissociation" myself, (minus the shaving, LOL!) from time to time. When that happens, I may wonder who that person in the mirror is, or I may not even see her until she startles the heck out of me by sticking a toothbrush in my eye... or, oh moments of rare sense of identification, I may actually feel an intimate, undescribable connection... when, from the mirror... a disgruntled bassethound stares back at me! LOL! Seriously... this is an amazing piece of "poetic engineering", like Butch says. Enjoyed it tremendously!
Love & {{{{{hugs}}}}}}
The disgruntled bassethound ;0)

Uh, have you considered giving up shaving? Kidding, hope you know.
You're a gas, man! Are so imaginative and playful!! Always give us food for thought, always serve it with the perfect garnish. On a unique and unforgettable plate! Thank you for another delightful
meal. <3 'Pea' <3

Smooth as a baby's butt.

Ron

"I think I may be becoming invisible, only to myself"

I remember once.. looking into a mirror and asking who are you...the image left and I finally found my reflection. (reverse of what you wrote.) lol

This is "poetic engineering" at it's best! To read this aloud and feel the vibrations and the syncopation of the rythm you create here brings delight to the reader. Keep that mirror handy. It is revealing something rare and special to us all.
~Butch Howard

Silky as a baby's butt
Can you believe I cut myself with an electric razor??
enjoyed your write Jude
peace be with you

William

Smooooth Jude!

Dancing in the reflection without cumbersome life scars can make the music magic and the mirror a perfect place to dream.
Love,
Susan

The self as seen through other's eyes. Actually, I have been doing that a lot myself lately ( - but not the shaving-bit!), and, have to say, what I'm starting to see that way is a whole lot brighter and more sparkly than how I'd previously ever seen myself. No wonder an orchestra adds a fitting crescendo instrumental. And, indeed it seems you are constantly in motion: a wave cresting the restless seas. And definitely NOT crazy: all this makes perfect sense to me. Except, perhaps, the electric razor, that is! Somehow don't see you as anything 'cept a wet-shave man, myself: steely concentration on bristle and blade, lavish with lather and oodles of hot, sloshing water! Those buzzy little electric things seem to me to be for eunuchs and time-harried, manicured executives. And what woman wants her man's face to resemble in any way a baby's BTM?! Personally, I'm a five o'clock shadow girl... The six o'clock unmasking is just such fun! :)) A very clever and intricate blending of concept and idea. And the eau de cologne is intoxicating! Time for someone to go freshen up... cheeKy Kate xx

The Black Hole of living in NY can do that to you, I hear...stay well...Ed & Rufuz

Your inner voice in words, nice deep write.

What kind of razor are you using man, and what kind of mirror? and did you open your eyes yet? weird dreams you have my friend, let me wake you, you are a poet! Bless you! Jasmin Horst

I cannot imagine how this feels. I know I am alive, I live my truth, and I strive to be the best at what I decide to do. Somehow you need a spark to ignite the passion that I see in your face when I look at your profile. Find that spark, search for it, it will change your life.
A very, very, intense poem with much imagery..
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

We oft times feel the weight of invisibility as a self imposed exile. At least that is how I often feel, I will go through the motions of day to day living but in my mind I am shut down with my own secret thoughts and ideas...great write Jude.

Fee

an interesting write-a bit of reflection from others is a good thing

That is what artists deal with, those walks on both sides of real and imagined...but the nice part is we always have something to write about. HUGS

great title. some lines are a little heavy. i love those ruby red curtains and being awake but not visible. Cheers

Jude,

It is always hard seeing what is real or unreal while hiding behind drawn curtains. Being smooth and clean shaven is a step in the right direction but casting a little light upon the reflection is a must. Blessings Always, Paul.

Oh yes!!! yes and yes brother!!! you need baddly rubber walls so you can go bouncing after shaving, that what's reflecting on other's eyes.
As for the violins, there are mine...
Georg

actually, i like this

Kinda aloof, or detached from ones self interest and prejudices.
It is abstract as poetry should be..
Some fabo images here...

I really enjoyed this abstract view on shaving. It seemed as though I was reading another great part from "Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy".

Captive write as always Jude!!
I could see and hear the orchestra playing around your head in the mirror! Visual city!
Suzie :-D

Smooth writing
I've been using the new Gillette Fusion Power razor
Sure makes my face vibrate...of course my brain vibrates anyways
5 blades is really too many...
Stay safe Robert

I'd love to see that baby ass face of yours with the salacious synapses moving around in the mirror above to the pounding of drums and syncopation of animated chorus!WoW! what a picture you painted!
Can we bid on it;-)Dynamic poetry Jude!;-)ET

Interesting, very interesting. You speak to my heart. I'm invisible to myself, and it's only through my poetry that other's see me. All I get is my relfection.

God bless you. Kathy