reflections scare me
It is that friggin` mirror
I don’t want to see
reflections
that disagree with me
why can’t they show
me things I want
it is all those damn mirrors
hanging
everywhere
I look
looking for me
round every corner
waiting . . .
sometimes shattered
breaking the connection
mirrors . . .
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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I've been feeling this way recently. The older I get, where did I go? That lovely 20 year old me who owned the world? Shattered. ha! I love this piece, Pamela. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brenda and the mirror just does not tell me the same things it used to!:(
ReplyDeletePamela
Mirrors..now they carry tales..:D
ReplyDeletetimely interventions
Gautami yes they do!
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting!
Pamela
where does this come from this desire of self reflection....
ReplyDeleteomb
ReplyDeleteIt is inside of all of us, is it not?
Pamela
that is how I feel about mirrors...They do not tell me what I want to hear anymore...but I keep them so I do not mess up all the makeup....bkm
ReplyDeletebkm now we're talking ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks for understanding!
Pamela
You nailed this. The problem with mirrors is that they age.
ReplyDeleteI may have solved that. It isn't really the mirrors--it's the light. If it's dim enough even the extra chins resolve into flattering subtle shadows.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem, Pamela. You have undoubtedly heard the statement about...how did it happen that I look in the mirror and see my mother? I prefer not to look in mirrors and to imagine I look the way I see myself in my mind!
ReplyDeleteLinda the mirrors do get old.
ReplyDeleteI knew it! Thanks!
Pamela
Barb
ReplyDeleteI must try that trick ;)
Pamela
Mary thanks and that is good advice :)
ReplyDeletePamela
This almost reads like a flight or a chase...you run away from one mirror and then you turn and find another. Scary. I like where you went with this.
ReplyDelete-Nicole
Thanks Nicole it seems something like that!
ReplyDeleteAs I get older the reflection is not all it used to be but I am ok with that actually
It is part of aging!
Pamela
reflections??? hmmm.....I shave without looking in the mirror...but I actually love reflections
ReplyDeleteand your poem reflected well Pam
ReplyDeletehi Pamela, funny piece carried by the tone..still we must look.
ReplyDeleteHello Pamela ~~ Mirror, mirror on the wall, you be the fairest one of all. =) I can relate to the reflections that don't agree with me. While your poem might seem age-related, I can imagine reading this when younger and agreeing, too. Mirrors have never been my friends.
ReplyDeleteWayne thank you and I have not heard from you for some time!
ReplyDeletePamela
irenet23 yes we must!
ReplyDeletePamela
Linda they weren't such enemies not too long ago!
ReplyDeleteWell seems like not too long ago ;)thanks for commenting!
Pamela
We can't escape ourselves no matter what, Pamela. But you could have fun trying! I really like mirrors!
ReplyDeleteDerrick I used to! Thanks
ReplyDeletePamela