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Sheol

Dark Knight-tress 

Underneath 
This gown I feel nothing
Silk less feelings
The odor of intimate apparel lessens 
Vanity fare from any sun
Warrior of beauty
Where have you gone?
A fortress of gloom
Not even death wants in
Black nail tips
Brownish plum lips

I close my eyes 
I see them all
The Shadows
Climbing over my soul
The darken deepens 
The stars dim my view
Irremovable makeup
Land becomes an enemy
I become
The Dark Knight-tress
Scolding my next victim

~S~

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Spiritual Moment

“My Mystic Moment*with you”

A natural look of who I am on the inside.
A reality check of who you are on the outside.

A mirror facing west makes the difference in you and me.
Open your eyes and see.

The child I was today is the reflection of you tomorrow.
The ideas of different skies, drifted off without sorrow.

I am the good the bad, and the ugly…
A song permitting retrospection to delay the same face with yesterday’s glee.

From moon, to admirable moon;
The dignity of holding the same tune.

I am the swan that swims through your veins.
You are what swim’s through my moods and rain.

The miracle of our heritage, echoed so far away. 
Auspices now imitate metaphors that were under the surface bay.

An unknown look strays outside the window.
Behind the gates, that leads into tomorrow’s limbo.’

A mirage of turning around and seeing nobody but you and me.
Mystic moments that attract other moments of originality.

A dream that speaks about the image of my new beginning.
My courage polishes off the mirror image of a falling stars ending 
You are the beating pulse that resides on the inside and outside of my being. 

“You are the REFLECTION of my spiritual place”





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The Mirror is a Liar

Time to banish that old broken mirror
It only shows sadness it gives you tears
Its faulty reflection can paralyze 
Don't listen to its voice tell you sad lies

Find a new mirror take a really close look
You are in control take back what it took
You may be surprised by all that you see
Embrace this knowledge and see true beauty

Mirrors of distortion tell you you're less
Look beyond the makeup hair or that dress
I hope your conclusion is now not the same
Not seeing yourself would be such a shame

Embrace yourself you are one of a kind
Incomparable beauty, truly sublime
See your reflection it's where to begin
Once witnessed you can let love in

The mirror is one dimensional 
Yet some are locked inside the glass
Listening to a lifeless image
That doesn't breathe or let them pass




Inspired by  "Mirror Lie to Me" Written by Eileen Ghali.
Dedicated to all women in hopes that they learn to see how
beautiful they really are.

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My weakness

        GOD

Wondrous of many blessings.
Smiling never a frown.
My prayers, Lord, are  suddenly being ignored.
I've taken a tumble of  fallen down
Lord, my life was plain and simple  
How did it come to this.
Lord, now I carry a  burden so deep
A torn up life not easy to fix
Hard to get my prayers before I sleep
Bleeding only internally!
Feeling very minutely!
God, have you deserted me, or is it me who deserted you?

God, my Lord, my savior, how could you abandon me?
Must I drown in my own sorrow.
Must I wake up like this today and tomorrow.
Why have you left me, or is it me who left you?

God, I need you like never before.
When I wake up,
When I head out the door.
Tormented in a mood ring of stock
Heavily my tears hit upon the floor.
God, do you not feel me, or is it me who no longer feel you?

God, what is your plan for me?
What things did I not see?
I asked for you to forgive me in my ways of sin.
Why do you let him provoke me?
Lord, I forbid for him to win.
Relieve me from his gutless pain.
God, do you not believe me, or is it me who no longer believe in you?

God, do you not hear my call
My pitiful excuses make me weak and small
In your eyes I no longer feel tall
I remain cursed in every single fall
Lord, only you can break this wall
Do you not see me on my knees
Must I beg and crawl?
I am at your mercy, crying out with grief
Open the path to the lighted hall
O' Lord, the day you judge me before your throne
Please tell me it was a lesson for me to stand up on my own
God for now I will end this talk
With the dignity to never look back
And ask if you were there on my endless journey of a relentless walk?

By:PD

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Haiku - Mirror Reflection

A leaf touches down
Rippling the flames of autumn
Burning on the lake

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Awarded:  Second Place
Rick Parise 
Contest: One Haiku  

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The Mirror Of Time

I hold three magic rocks, in my hand. Rolling them over and over and over. Leaving this 
reality behind, far behind I stepped into the magic mirror and there I was back in 1959.  It 
was the same month, November.  I looked around and it was the same as I remember it had 
been then.  Mom looked so young and beautiful and said, "The school bus will be here in a 
few minutes."  I looked at the calendar and saw that it was November 25th, the day before 
Thanksgiving.  I said, "But mom, I haven't been in school in forty years."  I got this strange 
look from her but she didn't say anything.  Walking toward the door I caught a reflection of 
myself in the hall mirror.  I was so young.  My hand immediately went to my face and I 
stopped and stared at myself for a few minutes. I said, "Mom, can I stay home and be with 
you today?"  Again I got that strange look from her, then she smiled and said, "Sure, it's 
your last day before Thanksgiving anyway, why not?"  She and I sit down and talked for 
hours.  Then I said, "Do you mind if we go next door and visit with Maw Maw and Paw Paw?  
I haven't seen them in so long and I've missed them terribly!"  Again another strange look 
from mom. Next door I saw Maw Maw and Paw Paw as they had been in 1959.  I wept and 
they all looked at me so strangely.  I hugged them and kissed them all and we talked for 
hours.  Dad finally came home from work and I ran and hugged him so hard. "Dad why did 
you have to leave us in June?"  Again I got strange looks from everyone.  My tears were 
falling.  I saw Aunt Frances and Uncle Bill who lived beside Maw Maw and Paw Paw. "I've 
missed you both for so long." Strange looks again!  They didn't understand because to them, 
it was just another day in 1959.  The day grew late and I knew my time was soon ending.  I 
got near the magic mirror and mom and dad were standing there so young and healthy. I 
said, "Mom I'll see you on the other side of the mirror, but dad, I'll see you another time, 
another place."  They didn't understand.  I stepped back through and my reflection was as it 
had been before.  Mom was sitting in her chair at age 84.  I said, "Mom, do you remember 
the day before Thanksgiving, 1959, when I stayed home from school and we spent the day 
together?"  She said, "Yes, it was so strange that you could never remember anything about 
it.  It was as though you had amnesia.

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Mirrors

I hold your hands as face to face
We dare to look but not embrace
With mirrored thoughts we come to grips
The eyes make up for silent lips
They are reflecting both our hearts as pulses race

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Paul Callus ~ 5 th September 2014 
Contest: Reflections of a Florette
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Placing: 3rd

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OBJECTS IN THE MIRROR - REFLECTIONS OF A FLORETTE

like the objects in the mirror did you only appear nearer now broken and seven years cursed  i feel foolish my heart coerced and still nothing about us is any clearer
MAURICE YVONNE SEPTEMBER 4 2014

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An Actor's Mirror

              

                    A narcissist, love life action,
                    practiced lines,amass passion.
                    Lives numerous dramatic mimes,
                    Prisons expression for dimes.
              Shimmering Mirror, a prismatic diffraction.



For Contest:-Reflections Of A Florette
Subject:-Mirror
Date:-September 1,2014
Sponsored by:- Nette Onclaud
Poet:- Chelsea Chords

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The face in the mirror says


                 Good morning
                                                                                       gninrom dooG

                 I look tired today
                                                                                   yadot derit kool I

                 I wash my face
                                                                                      ecaf ym hsaw I

                 Taking on a little makeup
                                                                        puekam elttil a no gnikaT

                 Brushing my teeth
                                                                                  hteet ym gnihsurB

                 Finally, the lipstick on my lips
                                                                   spil ym no kcitspil eht ,yllaniF

                 I smile to the mirror
                                                                               rorrim eht ot elims I

                 Now I`m ready for the day
                                                                                 ! yad doog a evaH

                  WHAT.......





  A-L  Andresen :)


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