Mirror on the Wall

You see a mind that moves too fast
Taking swift turns down darker paths
I see a mind amazing and unique
Challenging mine and making me think
Thinking all you have to offer is pain
Excusing others’ misdeeds and taking the blame
Yet  when you see a friend wearing a frown
You do all you can to turn it around
Believing that teardrops upon your face
Makes you fragile and out of place
In truth it  shows a heart that feels strongly
One that hurts deep when treated wrongly
So should you find the dark consuming all
Let me be your mirror upon the wall

Reviews

[Celtic Cat]

ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... standing up from my office chair....clap clap clap clap clap...yup... just gave you my first ever STANDING OVATION!!! Truly deserved...
I really could go on all day about what this means to me... and how many people I know (including myself) could use a good magic cleanser for their mirrors...
very nice to offer to be one... you are a good friend, woman... I don't know about mommy since you've just stolen your sons computer time, but hey, he probably uses it too much anyway! hehe
Excellent piece... we should post it on bathroom walls everywhere!! Never stop spreading these good messages... we need all the good we can get these days!!!

[Adrian K. Smith]

This piece calls forth an odd mixture of thoughts. Yes, I start off with that rampant onslaught of pffft, bah, and whatev... I have never been good at accepting anybody saying anything in the least positive in any light regarding anything in the least about me. I will argue them, I will debate them, and I might even end up getting nasty about it in my quest to dislike myself.

But, I guess you knew that already... and still, knowing that, you went ahead. It kind of makes it difficult to sit here and type all sorts of poopy things in the review of this particular piece - lol, the piece kind of disarms anything I would say anyway - bah, pffft...

Instead, I will distract myself, maybe stub my toe, bite my cheek, or the like... so that I can say thank you for the positive you see in me that I do not see...

...and yes, if it comes to the point that if each way I turn all I see is that consuming darkness; I will endeavor to let you be that mirror - to point out - what I may not see.

Edit:

I have been looking at this since before I left it, not quite happy with what I was saying or in the manner in which I was saying it. There is a certain amount of poopy missing from it, expressing just how difficult it is for me to believe or to accept anything positive said in regards to myself. Just one of those things where it quite literally requires some odd planetary alignment of some sort for me to get out of the way and say thank you.

No, I really do not have to distract myself or stub my toe, bite my cheek, or the like to say thank you. That is just silly and stupid. I just need to get out of my own fool way on the matter. Cause it is generally my own fool self that is in the way. This piece means a lot to me. Thank you.

I suppose I had the most difficult time with the last line. The words mean the same things that they mean regardless, because they say what they say; but still - it is so easy (well, for me - I think too much) to see where the words could be taken two different ways. Both of them are good ways, and I suppose it comes down to a "level" if you will. Yes, I am tripping over my proverbial tongue with this. It is hard for me to hope that the last line might mean it at one level, a "higher" level, than what it may mean. Still, yeah, if I get out of my fool way on it... I would like to think that just maybe in time it may mean that...

[~Mary Ann~]

I have a friend that is strikingly similar to the indivdual described in this piece. We met as strangers and became friends. This friend has a precious heart who will stand come hell or high water for those he cares for or calls a friend. An individual who can make just about anyone smile with a mind as quick as silver lightning across a dark sky. My friend believes that he can offer nothing but pain.. when in truth over time he has shown me the opposite. Being a friend when I need one, making me smile when I am having a bad day.. when I feel as if my life is chaos.. he has been a friend.. Encouraging me to believe in myself and what I can do for others. This friend is a blessing in my life. Yet he does not see... what a wonderful and precious friend he is to me. I can only hope that through my own thoughts and actions that I have been good friend as well. :)

Thank you Laura.. for inking this piece.. so that I can have an opportunity to tell my friend how wonderful he truly is Your ink is fabulous as always. :p

[Wildfleour]

A lovely tribute to a true friendship.

[Blackbirdsong]

I love this poem Laura. Sometimes all it takes is one person reaching out to another to show them how much they care. We all need someone to do that for us at times. None of us was meant to be alone. One of my best friends in the world Bill sounds like the guy in this poem. He's always down on himself, but I'm there to do my best to lift him up. That's what friends do for each other and that's how it should be :)

[Spit_and_Prayers]

A most compelling read, hands down the best poem I've read all day, and I've been reviewing for a while today. I wasn't sure what to expect when I first read the title but you blew all notion of cliche out the window as you generated liquid emotion through this poem that rose to a tremendous climax at the finish. I can't wait to read more, this is just the first I stumbled upon. Now to be helpful unfortunately I must offer friendly criticism. It is minor but the pacing of the three lines before the final line seem to break slightly from the rhythm of the piece. Read it out loud and see if you see what I'm talking about.

Keep writing!