by shadow1950taunton, Somerset, England, UK
Jun 2013 439 Views 14 comments
Mirror
You hang there on the wall
casting reflecting images
as people move about
capturing briefly faces
How many have you seen?
what secrets could you tell?
mysterious, you keep them
forever held within your glass
Young and old also in between
they have all gazed into you
each with their own hopes,
dreams and aspirations
You hold all of these within
an odd glimpse sometimes seen
when deep into you a gaze lingers
catching a brief glimpse of ?
casting reflecting images
as people move about
capturing briefly faces
How many have you seen?
what secrets could you tell?
mysterious, you keep them
forever held within your glass
Young and old also in between
they have all gazed into you
each with their own hopes,
dreams and aspirations
You hold all of these within
an odd glimpse sometimes seen
when deep into you a gaze lingers
catching a brief glimpse of ?
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2013
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Comments (14)
thank.you dear Linda for this mighty poem
Catch you later.
MIKE.
Mirrors are such a potent image. Nicely expressed thoughts in this one. It reminds me of a Picasso painting I once saw.
The Mirror never lies...
Enjoyed your lovely poem
Thank you for sharing
This is such a lovey poem, don't think I will look at a mirror now without thinking
"what did you see?"
Hugsss
Rob Picasso eh fond memories I hope
Martina ladies and their mirrors lol
Sweet Liam good to see you back ty dear