Seeingseeing

lies in the mirror
not what we truly are but
what we wish to be

leafless-
reflections in
the watery sky

Posted in Age, Broken, Cold, Concepts, Dream, Forest, Life, Light, Seasons, Shadow, Sky, Water, Winter and tagged .

One Comment

  1. Bags and wrinkled skin,
    bloodshot eyes, black cratered pores.
    Mirrors!…….Such liars.

    Long hours, late nights.
    Resolution for today…..
    Avoid all mirrors.

    Later, in the bar
    clothing myself in dog hairs,
    the glass looks half full.

    “Not bad for 40,”
    said the preening reflection,
    “One more for the road.”

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