REPOST:) I had fun with this one, so wanted to put it out there again.


Reflections of the past, present and future

Reflections of the Present
Reflections of the Past
Reflections of the Future


Have you ever wondered
What a mirror truely sees
Especially one very old
It keeps on reflecting
Never judging
Pure and clear

Ripples in time
Changes in the air
These things matter not to a
Mirror

The mirror has seen so many faces
So many emotions
So many styles
While quietly laughing
Or surmising

Imagine what an antique mirror has seen..
Perhaps the dawning of a new century..
Or the end of an old era

My parents have a mirror
From around 1850
It is worn
And used

Who has seen their reflection
Admired their face
Despised their body
Brushed their hair

I wonder...
If you look hard enough
Will you see..reflections of time
Like a photo negative
Absorbing image after image
Reflection after reflection
Who will I see
And are they too looking back at me
From the same mirror

Reflections of the Present
Reflections of the Past
Reflections of the Future..




Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-08-08 at 10:38

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wee2souls
loved this!!
imagination.reflections in the mirror!!
Enjoyed every word of wonder..
in this poem!!!!
hugerama :)
cindy
2006-08-11


Will
So clever of a write.
Wonderous Pondering...
2006-08-08


Zachary P. B.
I love how you ponder time with the use of the mirror and you are "reflecting" upon this idea.

The mirror has seen so many faces
So many emotions
So many styles
While quietly laughing
Or surmising...

I loved your use of personification in this piece. =)

Wondrous,
z
2006-08-08



"It keeps on reflecting
Never judging
Pure and clear"

I love this line!!!nicely done!!!!kissess
2006-08-08


rider
A mirror can be so very comforting, in that it never tells a soul your secrets, and it reflects all your feelings and thoughts so it knows you very well...A mirror is the most honest friend one can have!...I love this poem of reflective moods, the ripples of time...Ron.
2006-08-08