Wednesday, January 31, 2018

The Face in the Mirror/ Poets United (Moon) and dVerse (Through the Looking Glass)

The Face in the Mirror

Small pond
Nature’s mirror
Still-water reflecting
Bare branches
The deep blue sky

Echo on the surface of the pond         
All the twinkling stars above
The milky way            
The face of the moon              
All shimmery – shining silver              

Occupied the surface of the pond       
From edge to edge
They looked into each other’s eyes      
With a sideways glance   
The moon thought

The face so beautiful   
One he had never seen before             
Like Narcissus
He was captured by the image 
Without knowing the face was his own

January 31, 2018                    



Yvonne Osborne said...

Cool wrap up in the end.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wonderful imagery. And i really like the unexpected ending.

Susan said...

I can imagine this happening, even the thinking it must be someone else. And the clarity of the reflection is beautiful.

Susan said...

This format at your site truly surprised me--I had to come back and b sure it was you!

De said...

Love that possess such beauty and not know it.

jazzy tower said...

Impressive ending. A nice write.


Sumana Roy said...

Narcissus image of the moon is so beautifully sketched here.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Love the way you strike a comparison with Narcissus in this!💞 Powerfully written.

Frank Hubeny said...

I like the idea of the stars echoing on the pond and the reference to Narcissus.

kaykuala said...

He was captured by the image
Without knowing the face was his own

Love this kind of ending, annell. It gives a finality with a 'punch-line' effect (something not anticipated by the reader but entertaining)


brudberg said...

Love the thought of the moon being captured byt its own image... wonder if the sun realizes that the moon is a mirror too?

Anonymous said...

I like the reference to Narcissus and the new way of seeing the moon reflected in "nature's mirror."

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