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The Mirror

Contributed by Archie on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 09:19:48 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I looked in to the glass today and saw the wide wild world
A playful and rambunctious child in need of much schooling
I saw a rough and ugly stone polished into a diamond
And gold refined by fire til it reflected it's maker

I Looked into the glass today and saw the wide wild world
A Mountain impossible to climb smoothed into a hill
A coarse and raspy stone rubbed by the ocean smooth
A path too strait for man to walk paved into a road

I looked at my reflection inperfect and fleeting
never quite filled up always somehow depleting
A void as wide as space filled with an impossible stone
I looked into the darkened void somehow a bright light shone

Then I stepped away from the mirror and went into the bathroom
And looked at that silver thing by the bath tub
that reflected my image
I saw a semi old man grey hairs showing
who needed to wash his face because he had been crying
I looked into the eyes of that image
and there I could see nothing
only what the world sees when they happen upon me
I mustered up a smile
and went to run my errands
leaving a mystery to solve
for those who thought they knew me.




If you think you have it figured out help those who are stumped.




Copyright © Archie ... [ 2005-08-05 09:19:48]
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Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by xxbreathlessx on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 10:25:27 AM AEST
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well what i got from the ending is that sometimes "things arent always what they seem"..but the beggining of the poem says different...maybe that "anything is possible"?...i really dont know...but there was good imagery and exspression here...if that helps any lol.


Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 12:37:38 PM AEST
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Ah! The mirror again it is another way of looking at a photo made with a digital camera One Sees The Truth. Is this what you are afraid of? Getting old and perhaps left behind on life's hectic way. I know the feeling bernard2


Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 01:52:39 PM AEST
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There is a mirror image shown to the world. The see only the outer shell and what we wish for them to know. Yet below that facade is a real living breathing caring being that is seldom shared with anyone. People judge the outside and never take the time to delve further into the truth of the person before them. Great write.

Rita


Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 08:02:06 PM AEST
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Wow!! Awesome poem.... Funny..of late I look into the mirror and love what I see....both inside and out....
Hope all is well with you.
Hugs
Jenni


Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 10:58:33 AM AEST
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At the begining I saw the boy in you and no matter how difficult the mountain was to climb a bright light was leading the way inside you.
The other reflection is the one people see but who they do not know. It is only the image of you they see.

Well thats how I saw it

Brilliant write

Love Angelxxx


Re: The Mirror (User Rating: 1 )
by PumpkinPie on Wednesday, 31st August 2005 @ 10:05:34 PM AEST
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I sincerely think the true meaning behind this lies in your heart only. I see it as the first person who commented on this work said : that things aren't always what they seem,but then again,maybe there's more behind it. Still, this is my favorite up to date, every verse was beautiful, and verse wanted to be reflected on which is exactly what it did. Beautiful work Archie. I'd give you 1000+ stars if I could,
PumpkinPie




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