An Honest Conversation
Yes, I think you are right
When you say poetry
Is more honest
Perhaps poetry is a mirror
Not a fun-house mirror
With its many distortions
No, a common-sense mirror
That hangs in your room
Perhaps your most honest friend
It will show you exactly how you look
Will show all of your little flaws
The tiny wrinkles around you lips
It sees if your jeans are too tight
And reports accordingly
It sees your eyes dart away
No… look your mirror right in the face
Take the criticism
That is meant only for you
And take the compliments
“Not bad for an old girl”
Bring your tea over
Let’s sit and chat
Can you take the honesty
That is offered
Sometimes it is hard
To have that conversation
With yourself
And your mirror
December 11, 2018
7 comments:
You can’t be more honest than this! Indeed poetry
does indeed delve deep- separating fact from fiction.
I think you have inadvertently posted this twice (or so it shows up to me). I'll comment where someone else already has.
Yes, poetry does indeed reveal the poet, beyond what we might prefer.
Thank you Rosemary, you were right, I deleted that other post.
But that is why it is so exciting!
This is SO TRUE. I do let my glance skitter off the reality often. Smiles. Love this poem!
Indeed, as I wrote on your comment.. the thought of poetry being the mirror is what really matter. Perspective or truth is not the important thing... but the voice should be true.
Oh, poetry being a mirror works beautifully as a motif that reflects who we are without any distortion. I love it!
Indeed, poetry is as though reflection, a mirror that portrays the inner-workings of our soul. Beautiful!💞
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