A Mirrored Picket Fence
Reflection on my mirror-
Is always glittering!
-So paltry just minutes ago
But, lives on ....
--if I allow myself
To swell, hypothetically
My image lets me see 'me'
---and sets 'me' free…!
It doesn't fight back...
Though a few disheveled strands of silvery hair,
often stare at me, (almost certainly)
---but the shy reflection flips those outlines
Gifting me what a woman seeks...as real
I fix my gaze-
Little egret of my heart finds rest…
The mirror fixes the cracks in my face, whispers:
‘‘....breathe colors into the disappearing beauty
--life ex-ists; keep it alive!”
Written for : http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2014/01/poets-united-mid-week-motif-mirror.html
It is after 2 months that I am logging in to my blog.
Yes, I am alive.
Yes, I went with the full intention of logging in as soon as the process of shifting into our new house was complete. Sadly it took very long....Needless to say, now I am settled but, we still have some internet issues. Hopefully hubby would quick-fix the problem soon.
After a long leave of absence, it felt good writing this...Thanks Susan! :)