Meditation on mirror

Held in by the glass 

Reflected in reverse, I am

inverted heart mimicking me 

Two taut dimensions obliterating my third

There's no depth to me, I am

breath and belly sucked in 

My mirrored gaze sees me but not me 

In a empty world, I am 

enslaved by whatever I see 

No wonder the mirror thinks it can tell me anything 

And I must believe, I am

Reviews

[Marie]

Excellent use of metaphor in this very finely crafted poem, Sapphus. Some who use a mirror become like Narcissus on seeing themselves and fall in love with it. Others use it to simply see that they are presentable before they face out into the world. Each of us is a slave to something but only those with a big EGO are enslaved to the mirror. It is so strange that in a mirror we see ourselves in reverse! The mirror sees everything but it cannot detect the beauty of our spirit within the blanket of flesh which covers it. Insightful and powerfully inked, I so enjoyed reading this finely crafted poem. Thank you for sharing it, Sapphus...

[Sapphus]

Thank you Marie

[Marie]

Most welcome, Sapphus... Wishing you a very nice day to enjoy...

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and honest thoughts written Sapphus. The reflection in the mirror does keep our secrets. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[Sapphus]

Thank you kindly.

[Soren]

A mirror like a photograph is a two dimensional representation. "In a empty world, I am enslaved by whatever I see" So true we are all enslaved by our senses not knowing anything else and finding it difficult to conceive of anything else. A poignant write with a great metaphor.

[Sapphus]

Thank you Soren.

[Betty Hermelee]

The mirror doesn't really know our moods, who we are, so we cannot trust it; at once you seem empty, useless, a void... looking in the mirror it doesn't see the real you... perhaps it would be better not to gaze in the mirror....since it doesn't help who we really are........sometimes you feel empty, sometimes you are enamored with yourself.... mirrors are strange things...very nice!
Warmly, B

[Sapphus]

Thank you Betty. Appreciated.

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome
Warmly B

[AYVID N]

Dear Sapphus
We are so vain and empty and the mirror knows that. It knows we have been enslaved by ourselves and hopelessly in love with ourselves. You did such wonders with expressing our vanity and emptiness. This is a beautiful poem sir.

[Sapphus]

Thank you Divya.

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous. Powerful and poignant. You bring this home.

[Sapphus]

Thank you Thomas

[Sapphus]

Thank you for any comments you may add.