Mirror Says

Lately my mirror

has been asking questions

I pretend not to hear her

But she's not like most reflections

She threatened to stop speaking to me

she said that she will leave

She spoke of "doom" in

an eerie voice that made my chest heave

she said:


"It's time for you to hear me!

Hear me! Hear me!

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me at all?

Are you even listening?

I am not who you thought

I am not who I ought

I won’t do as I was taught

I will not be bought

from now on I obey my own thought

Cause I have received a new christening.

Can you see me?

Do you see me?

Will you see me?

See me, see me!

Could you look at me for a moment?

I am not disturbed

I am not confused

I am not in need of atonement

Only allowance to be defused

My mind isn't flat

and straight

It is spiraled and curved

not clumsy like a myopic bat

who's prowling the night but ends up as bait

Don’t you tilt your head on my account

Don’t you lower your eyebrows

My image in the glass is tantamount

to your mouth's commitments and vows

Don’t you dare to sigh

Don't you roll your eyes

I am pulsating, I am high!

Do you realize?

I play an essensial part in the powerful play!

I may be an extra but I’m there every day

It is not just a trend

And I don't just pretend

My act is true

And I’d like for you

To see me

To hear me

To come closer and near me

You are dear to me

Don’t have fear for me

Don't steer clear from me!

Hearts don't perform surgical removals

We will withstand everyone’s disapprovals

We will survive it all and reamain whole

And most of all

We'll live!

As we are

As we’ve been

As we wish to be

As you dream

As your whim


oh let's shun The Fates

with their imposed reason!

Anything less than faith in you, in us, in me

would just be

high treason."


I stood there silent with nothing to say


"Don't fret!" she said, "I'm not going anyway!

Sleep on it tonight and in the morning when you wake

I expect firm belief and nothing less

for when mirror's hearts break

they make a bloody mess."

◄ Ring Around The Poison Ivy

The Summer of my Dismay (Volume 27) ►


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Mae Foreman

Thu 18th Jul 2019 11:39

What is beautiful is your comment! Really! Don't waste that stuff on comments, write them down! Thank you so much my multitalented friend?

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Heart of Lead

Thu 18th Jul 2019 11:18

Ah, the mirror. A light and dark poem that has the catchy rhythm that is just enough to thinly veil the eyes that blink slightly out of time with our own. Beautiful.

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Mae Foreman

Tue 9th Jul 2019 08:52

It is well known that I'm intense! Acid e? Well, I was completely sober when I wrote it for what it's worth. I always am ? It's a different kind of 'high" I 'm talking about. It's the kind of high you get when you're in the zone of doing something you love and you see it paying off. In a moment of doubt and fear the mirror comes in to remind that everything is fine and one should trust themselves. Cool story though! Great poetry does unite!
Thanks for stopping by?

Devon Brock

Mon 8th Jul 2019 22:52

Mae, don't think me crass in my comment, but your poem took me back to a fortunate engagement with myself in a mirror. Admittedly, I was on acid at the time and your poem brought back the intensity of the moment in spades. Great poetry unites!


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Mae Foreman

Mon 8th Jul 2019 16:08

Thank you Dorothy! ? We always got a lot to say to ourselves!

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Mae Foreman

Mon 8th Jul 2019 15:22

Hi Mindy! Thank you for taking the time to read! You are correct! I love the way you put it, too! It's exactly that. The way I see it it's a plea... and it's answered, if it can be answered at all, by the same person who's pleaing! Painful and hopeful at the same time, as you said. In Greece we have a whole bunch of words that mean "two opposite things happening at the same time" like "bittersweet". In English that's the only one I know of... In Greek we have a word for that mixed feeling of sorrow and joy which I assume it's a universal thing and not just Greek ?. We also have a word for that thing you sometimes get when you start laughing amidst an intense crying session and/or vice verca which I'm REALLY hoping is a universal thing and not just Greek and so on! If I had to use one word for what you called painful but hopeful I'd say it would go along the lines of "hopainful"!
Thank you Mindy ?

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Mon 8th Jul 2019 14:52

I most like the idea of the mirror's heart breaking.

The poem's final moment seems to be you coming back to yourself, with feisty resolve and acceptance of whatever grit the truth has gotten coated in this time.
You tease honesty out of hiding. It seems simple when It's all been laid out, but it wasn't simple getting there, which truth you portray in your formatting, if I'm not mistaken.

A poem both painful and hopeful.

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Mae Foreman

Mon 8th Jul 2019 14:04

Awww! ?Gee...you make me blush?
Thank you???

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Jason Bayliss

Mon 8th Jul 2019 13:57

See, that's the influence it had on me, didn't even realise that I'd responded in rhyme. ?

J. x

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Mae Foreman

Mon 8th Jul 2019 13:44

Thank you dear Jason? Loved that last rhyming part of your comment. It fits perfectly
Glad it provoked some thought!
Thank you my friend?

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Jason Bayliss

Mon 8th Jul 2019 13:39

Anything less than that, would be high treason. Sometimes, the hardest thing in the world is to see that face for what it really is and accept that, and sometimes the hardest thing in the world is to trust what it tells you, but see, hear and trust you must.
Made me think, a lot.

J. x

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