"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
— Eckhart Tolle

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

"Girl in the Mirror" One Shot Wednesday #37

 
George Donaldson all rights reserved
 
She watches what I do
sees me in her mirror,
staring at me slightly
from her left side view.
Count and measure,
moments of delicate thoughts.
Truth is not relevant nor
evaluated in a spectrum.
No need to stare
with intensity, there’s no love …
found in her regard, it’s fair.
Remorse is solitude
from her point of glancing,
following me round, broken
images make us who we are.
As she looks on and gazes at me
through those glasses,
I’ve become unnerved.
Posted by flaubert at 3:58 PM

15 comments:

  1. anthonynorthMarch 15, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Sounds like a search for self. Nice one.

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  2. Brian MillerMarch 15, 2011 at 5:09 PM

    smiles. the broken places make us unique as well...our eyes never see truly through the mirror...

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  3. UnknownMarch 15, 2011 at 5:35 PM

    I, too, can sometimes unnerve myself. It is through those slivers of illumination that I see important truths, and learn.

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  4. signed...bkmMarch 15, 2011 at 5:38 PM

    yes, broken images making up who we are...and just when we think there is no more breaking...something else breaks the pieces smaller...bkm

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  5. dustusMarch 15, 2011 at 7:09 PM

    Broken images make us who we are—as do "fair" movements in more than one sense of the term. Also appreciate the ways one can interpret "No need to stare." Very well crafted poem.

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  6. AnonymousMarch 16, 2011 at 1:45 AM

    ...from her left side view.
    Count and measure...

    good stuff.

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  7. Shashidhar SharmaMarch 16, 2011 at 10:47 AM

    Images makes us what we are.. Nice thought though I have difficulty in agreeing to it... as i believe that what we see through our perceptions is not actually true.. as its limited by our smallness...
    Yet I enjoyed it very much.. thanks for sharing..

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  8. ClaudiaMarch 16, 2011 at 11:10 AM

    i like this - you beautifully capture here the tendency to observe so critically what we are doing that we become unnerved about our own criticism - that's at least how i read it - spoke to me..

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  9. AnonymousMarch 16, 2011 at 3:19 PM

    There's something to be said for dark mirrors -- the clear ones have an unsettling fidelity. "Broken / images make us who we are." Too true ... Brendan

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  10. Madeleine Begun KaneMarch 16, 2011 at 11:34 PM

    Very interesting perspective. Well done.

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  11. Sonika UppalMarch 17, 2011 at 3:18 AM

    i am still the sucker who grins at herself every time she looks into the mirror...

    lovely thoughts strung together here...

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  12. MaryMarch 17, 2011 at 11:13 AM

    Broken images all together make a whole. Self discovery can take place from studying all the images.

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  13. KavitaMarch 17, 2011 at 3:38 PM

    So well said, Pamela... we are a collection of those broken images.. aren't we? Embracing our fears and reflections, and yet, allowing them to walk right by us... :)

    A lovely insightful read..

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  14. Steve IsaakMarch 17, 2011 at 5:04 PM

    Solid, focused, good-flow work.

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  15. flaubertMarch 17, 2011 at 8:48 PM

    Thanks to all for your nice comments.

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