I look in the glass
What is that I see?
I ask
Who is that in there?
with a vacant stare?
That cannot be me!
What is it I behold?
That is someone else’s face.
Someone old.
There’s been a switch
She looks a witch
I gaze in terror
At the visage
Must be a mirage?
A strange face replacing mine
with deep etched wrinkle and line
Put inside the mirror
in my stead!
But, If that is my face,
I must be dead.
Lesley Scoble, May 2023
I wrote this poem for the d’Verse quadrille prompt but realised it was too long for the 44 word rule—so I’m posting it for d’Verse Open Link Night — No idea if the time is correct from UK for EST between 3 pm. And 4 pm. But posting it anyway. Thank you Merril for letting me know about the event. I’m too late to catch a flight!
I love what you did with this one. It is quite unsettling at times to look in the mirror and see what time has done. All we can do is accept it and take it one day at time.
I’m often shocked when I see myself in the mirror, as well. Who is that old woman?!
The time you link up your poem doesn’t matter. It only matters if you wanted to join the live event. 🙂 I wasn’t sure where you are, but now I know you’re in the UK. So, if you wanted to join us for this month’s second live event it would be at 3:00 P.M. your time. (10:00 A.M. my time).
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19 responses to “Looking Glass: a reflective poem”
Absolutely love it. PS–I’m reading a book by Leslie Strobel. Makes me think of you.🥰
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Thank you, Melissa! ☺️
ps. OMG! That’s similar! Is it a good book? 📕
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It is!
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Through the Looking Glass… Don’t go chasing rabbits or you’ll end up smoking with caterpillars.
Never mind my random nonsense. This was a lovely poem.
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Haha! Tanmay! I love chasing rabbits 🐇
Never smoked a caterpillar though🐛
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I’m sure there have been people who tried… I think they eat them in China. Butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it.
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No! How awful 🐛
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Love the poem, Lesley. I think my mirror is broken: whenever I look in it there is some old guy looking back at me 😉
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Haha! Thanks Clive 😁🥳
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I love what you did with this one. It is quite unsettling at times to look in the mirror and see what time has done. All we can do is accept it and take it one day at time.
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Haha! We sometimes don’t like what we see in the mirror.
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😁 worth a laugh 🥳
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😃😃😃
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Great poem! Time doesn’t wait for anyone.
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Tempus fugit!
Thank you, M Jay 🙏😊
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Fantastic sense of humor as always, Lesley 😀
~David
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😁 Thank you, David 🙃 tee hee
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I’m often shocked when I see myself in the mirror, as well. Who is that old woman?!
The time you link up your poem doesn’t matter. It only matters if you wanted to join the live event. 🙂 I wasn’t sure where you are, but now I know you’re in the UK. So, if you wanted to join us for this month’s second live event it would be at 3:00 P.M. your time. (10:00 A.M. my time).
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I think we all have to get used from to time to the person we have become….
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