Constance La France Poet Verse

'the Broken Mirror'

In my dream-
     there is a broken mirror
        it is so gorgeous and wood-framed
          but is shattered . . . 
     it stands in an ancient room and is beyond repair
            could the mirror be a reminder
                            of beauty . . . 
       that is fading, or perhaps a death
  oh, it could be grief, decay and withering away
            I have plenty of that within my soul
    or it could be accepting aging      
          represented by that ancient room
      as nothing is forever in this life . . . 
  oh, I am afraid of this dream as it is full of unknowns-
           let me fly back to my cozy bed
                and be a girl sleeping . . . 

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December 1, 2016


Poetry/Verse/'The Broken Mirror'
Copyright Protected, ID 12-1226-627-01
All Rights Reserved, 2016, Constance La France


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Rob Levasseur January 5, 2021 at 9:37 AM I thoroughly enjoyed this poem. Constance La France January 5, 2021 at 10:13 AM Rob, thank you so much for visiting one of my older poems (I just realized it never got comments, even though a winner in the contest, how strange ??)oh well, you did ! -Constance