In the mirror
It held a face
that held a face's stare,
In that mirror
the face that stared
stared back at me in fear...
I knew that once
I turned away
that we would meet again
that he would watch
the back of my head
whispering my name.
Words and photo Tommy Carroll
I love this, Tommy.
I have changed the first self photo for another one of me Ray as I thought it may be a tad deliberate, the replacement is a genuine non deliberately strange. Tommy
There's a real message here Tommy, that we can be haunted by ourselves or who we think we are, and so on and so on reflected. I think this a lovely poem , no frills and tightly presented.
Ray (I have to say your photo is quite daunting too!)
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Tommy Carroll
Sat 2nd Feb 2019 00:41
Cheers Po Cheers Jon Tommy