The reflection is me!

I step to the mirror the reflection is there

She looks quite dull frankly quite bare

Curiosity fills my mind

What is it in there what is behind

 

Nothing is there put my hand to her face

She runs off can see nor trace.

I call out "Where have you gone"

I'm talking to a mirror this is so wrong

 

I rest on the mirror but I fall through.

I didn't think this is something you could do.

I've fallen through a mirror sat in a heap.

I see a little bunny doing a leap.

 

I follow the track to the end of the path.

Have I gone to far I hear a laugh.

I see my reflection where has she gone.

What am I doing here the this journal so long.

 

I stand in front of her dead locked with her eyes.

It's as if she an imposter full of all lies.

"What are you doing, why are you here"

She smiles and points to make it quite clear.

 

I follow her to a river full.

The water so course and rough and dull.

I touch the water it comes alight.

Look at me I'm a pretty site.

 

Pulled under the water panic to breath.

My chest up and down I begin to heave.

But I'm at ease breathing away.

Here I'm me happy I lay!

Reviews

[nostal]

Creative, great.

[Sheila Marie Carr]

This is a really great creative poem, you did a great job of drawing me in and I love that. Great job!

[Tomás Ó C..]

Alice and the looking glass... nice...

[marie]

im not much of a poem reader....but this really got me.....such amazing tallent and great perspective in just few words....i really enjoyed it....looking foward to reading more when you write....(they all were good this one just stood out to me!!)

[Denni]

this really pulled me in! this is one of your best poems it think! keep writing!

[Domo]

This is my favorite poem of yours so far! I loved this poem, the power behind it just sucked me in and didn't let go. This is truly a great write. Your gift is far more powerful than I knew. Keep on writing. You have the strongest mind I have seen in a long time! ☺
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