Posted by Rach on August 1, 2000, at 9:17:03
In reply to Re: Down day - another poem The Mirror, posted by CarolAnn on July 31, 2000, at 13:53:54
CarolAnn,
Okay, this is getting spooky. Just last night I began to write a short story about depression (but not about me specifically) and it is called Mirror, Mirror. Basically, a girl is scrutinising her image in a mirror, but I refer to it as her 'twin', and her reflection sees the truth, not what the girl sees. The story reads as though the girl and her reflection are twin sisters staring at each other, until the end (which hasn't been written yet).Hugs,
Rach> Don't know if this is appropriate, but mark's post, at the start of this thread, reminded me of the following poem (one of mine). CarolAnn
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> The Mirror
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> An image of my person,
> A twin of glass before me.
> To serve my endless searching,
> Tell me who is it I see?
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> No real meaning in my gaze,
> And it seems a cruel disguise.
> A soul can hide forever,
> Locked behind a stranger's eyes.
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> To all who seek as I do,
> While we wait for life to pass.
> Who you are cannot be found,
> There behind the cold hard glass.
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> fini CarolAnn
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