Mirrors
Mirrors
Trees
remind me of what I wish I were more like-
a deep rooted, far reaching provider.
Clouds
reflect what’s in my head.
Winds
brush over my skin
like I wish hurtful remarks would.
Pain
looks out your eyes
as mine is settled in my bones.
Slick shiny clear windless waters
let me see what is beneath
the surface
while reflecting
me back to me.
My mirror
images
everything
about my looks
I don’t like.
5 thoughts on "Mirrors"
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Powerful introspection!
On the other hand, you are also able to relate to trees, wind, water, the other.
this was soulful… i think we all see some part of ourselves in that mirror we don’t like… keep up the good work…
You and your poem are wonderfully elemental! Love the phrase “deep rooted, far reaching provider.” I also suggest getting a new mirror – one that reflects the goodness of you!
Stick with “windless waters”, that let you see “what is beneath the surface” – of yourself, something that is hard for most people.
I love how you use nature as example and metaphor.