Mirrors

I see myself in the words of the various poets that live and breathe on PoetrySoup It’s as if mirrors have been set up amongst the several pens Words of happiness, love and even despair echos my feelings of my soul deep inside When I read the vibrant prose my heart grows hands and reaches out acknowledging the weathered storm I hide I love you all each and every one dear poets As you mirror me may I mirror you alike and we shall write in harmony
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Dietrich Avatar
June 29, 2026 at 10:44 AM
Wow this is so thoughtful and beautiful, Robert. A fave
Liguori Avatar
June 29, 2026 at 11:40 AM
You sure do have a golden shovel, rummaging through everyone’s old poems. Very thoughtful of you and for commenting to. Thanks.
Greenhough Avatar
February 22, 2025 at 10:34 PM
This is very much a philosophical point. We are influenced by what we read and learn. I like Robert Burns and I realize that my outspokeness is similar to his. The pen is my weapon. Thank you for your honest comradery. Write on.
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